Okay! It's being posted early! Wow! And it's a little longer that usual. . .not much, but a little. I'll say nothing about it, but I will tell you-I'm trying to fix what I did to Kagome. So she's gonna be different. Tell me what you think!
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"What are you two talking about?"
"Mine your own business."
Megan sighed. Biiru and Akira had been sitting in a corner talking in low voices for over an hour now, worry evident on both of their faces. Kaede had convinced Miroku that it was his job to clean the hut up after it had been wrecked. Megan had pointed out that Kaede had hit behind her, so she was safe from the dangers of cleaning.
Akira shook her head. "Biiru, why the hell didn't you tell her to go talk to her if she didn't do it?"
"Because, she hates me."
Akira frowned. "I could see that from earlier. . .she was explaining it for me. But I don't understand why. What did you do to him?"
"I didn't do anything! She just hates me. . ."
Akira shook her head, muttering something about alternate personalities, and looking as if she was considering lighting something else on fire. Biiru sighed. "Akira, Kaede can't risk another injury to her taxes."
"Do they have taxes in this point of time? They don't have Hostess, and they obviously don't have Ramen. . ."
"I don't know! What is with your obsession with those foods, anyway?"
"They taste good. And they need to invent it, because I'm hungry."
"You just ate."
"So?"
Biiru sighed, and glanced out the windows in the direction that Ang had left. Akira sighed, and got up, deciding to help Miroku with his cleaning. A miko could be very helpful when it came to cleaning. And when they were very hyper, they had even more power!
Biiru continued to stare at where she had left. The others couldn't see, but there was an aura of life extending from everyone. Ang could see auras of death from people. He had kept track of where she had gone, and he could feel her life force altering in ways that were certainly not normal.
Ang had the most unique aura he had ever seen. Priestesses had different signatures from other people, but hers was different from even a normal Priestess. Her own life signature was incredibly weak, as if was coming from a nearly dead person.
However, there was another force covering the emptiness. One that was quite obviously a god's. Shi had been keeping her alive, Biiru had realized. He could have given part of his aura to her, but at the current time, he was afraid she wouldn't accept it. He winced as he watched another flare in her aura rise and fall, taking more with it than she had previously. She's losing her own life aura. What the hell is going on there?
Finally, the flares stopped, and Biiru sensed the other force-Shi-leave, taking much more than her own life force. Biiru's eyes widened in shock. He couldn't feel any life coming from where he knew Ang was. He tried to stand up to help her.
He couldn't.
His eyes widened in surprise, and he tried again. He felt the normally soothing presence of Jinsei. "Calm down, Biiru. Let Shi deal with the rebellious Priestess. She'll get it sorted out."
"If she doesn't kill her. . ."
"There are other Priestess with equal or more power. Ones that aren't mainly dead, too."
Biiru growled to himself. He couldn't feel Ang at all. He gulped, and kept his eyes glued to the window, watching.
~*~
"Inuyasha!"
"Hn." He could feel a shaking on his left shoulder. Nani? He started awake, about to behead whoever it was that was shaking him.
His claws landed neatly at her neck, before breaking the surface, and paused. He sighed, and removed his claws from Kagome's neck. "Don't touch me when I'm waking up. It's dangerous."
Kagome nodded. "Gomen. I didn't realize you slept so lightly."
He snorted. "Heh. Youkai sleep very lightly naturally."
"But you're a hanyou."
"Eh!" He half-heartedly glared at her. He couldn't stand being reminded he wasn't full demon. His brother just loved to taunt him about it. . .
"You ready to go back, Kagome?"
She looked surprised. "Well, I'd like to eat breakfast first. After all, we 'weak humans' need more supplies than you demons."
"Okay. . .what do you eat for breakfast around here?" Inuyasha couldn't see Kagome going out and killing some game for breakfast. . .she got mad when he did, so he wondered if she ate breakfast when she was at home. He secretly doubted it, even when she brought those "bagels," and "cream cheese. . ."
He propped himself up on his elbow, and watched Kagome go into the kitchen, and open up random cabinets, muttering something about cereal. Inuyasha felt himself wanting to sleepily close his eyes. Damn, it's too relaxing here. . .
Suddenly, his whole body tensed.
His ears perked.
His shot over to Kagome, and leaned over her shoulder, staring at the thing she held in her hand.
Kagome looked at her with surprise. "Eh? Oh, Inuyasha, what do you. . .?" She looked back at the packet of Ramen in her hand, and sighed. "Oh. Of course."
"You eat Ramen for breakfast?" Suddenly, it all made sense. Why bother killing game for breakfast when you could eat Ramen? Why bother with lunch? Or dinner? He stared hungrily at it.
"Inuyasha, we don't eat Ramen for breakfast. We eat it for lunch. Dinner when we don't have any time. . ."
Inuyasha's ears drooped. So close to perfection. . . "Oh."
Kagome sighed. "I'll bring some with me. We can have it for lunch, maybe. . ." Inuyasha smiled. She rolled her eyes. "You're overly addicted to this stuff."
He shrugged, and sat down at the table. It smelled so good. . .too bad he'd have to wait. He made a mental note to himself about the location of the Ramen. He'd come back when he ran out of Ramen again.
Kagome ended up getting one of those bagel things. Inuyasha reminded her that they could be used in more effective ways, and Kagome heatedly replied that although the hole was big enough to cover her jar of Shikon shards, they were not effective armor. And besides, they tasted good.
Inuyasha shrugged, and leaned back on his chair. He'd eventually convince her. "Oh, are you hungry?"
He blinked. "Where did you get that idea?"
"Your stomach just rumbled loudly enough to wake my grandfather up."
He blinked, getting slightly red. "Oh. I guess I am. . ."
Thinking about it, he most certainly was hungry. He hadn't really eaten for almost a day now. First he had been too angry with the whole town to eat, there had been that demon Ang and him and taken out, and then he came here, and slept. Kagome looked around.
I don't feel like making another bagel, and knowing Inuyasha, he'll do something with it. So. . . She looked at her counter, and saw a perfectly placed raspberry Pop-Tart box. She shrugged, and opened it, putting one in the toaster. Inuyasha looked at her like she was crazy. She sighed. "Just watch." Hmm. . .I wonder if he's ever had raspberry before?
Inuyasha stared at her. She felt her face get a little hot. "The toaster, baka!"
He turned his gaze to the toaster, ears perking very interestingly as it emitted different noises. Kagome thought wistfully about how soft they felt, and how cute they were. . .
She mentally smacked herself. What was she thinking about? Nothing about that crazed demon was cute, she reminded herself. Except the ears. . .
"Kagome, nothing is happening."
"A watched pot doesn't boil."
"Nani?" He turned his head to look at her with confusion. Then, all chaos broke loose.
The pop-tart flew out of the toaster with a little more force than Kagome had expected. Inuyasha, not even knowing what a toaster was, freaked out, and leapt at it, and shredded the pop-tart, and then proceeded to severely maim the toaster.
"Inuyasha, stop it!"
He paused in mid-shred, and looked at her. "That. . .that demon was attacking us with that good-smelling thing!"
Kagome started laughing. She couldn't help it. She was absolutely furious with the hanyou, but the situation was just too funny. The sight of Inuyasha looking both worried and guilty with his hand partway through a dead toaster was just funny. She was shaking with laughter, helplessly gesturing at him and the destroyed object.
Inuyasha gulped to himself. Was she mad? He tried to scrape together more of the toaster, but with no luck. It was dead. Well, at least I killed it before it hurt anyone. Whatever it was it had shot at him, though, it had smelled good. It was a shame he had to kill it. Finally, Kagome caught a hold of herself, wiping tears from her eyes.
"It's not a demon, Inuyasha. It makes breakfast. . .oh well. We'll buy a new one. Have you ever had raspberry before?" He nodded, confused by the sudden question. "Would you like a pop-tart?" He nodded again, assuming a "pop-tart" was whatever he had attacked. Perhaps eating it neutralized it as well. No wonder Kagome had adjusted to demons so well; she ate them for breakfast.
She looked at the box, and found it was empty. He growled to herself. Souta. . . She opened a cabinet, and pulled out another box. "Well, I'll have to give you this kind." She looked at the toaster, and back at the pop-tart. She handed it to him, and put the rest of the bagel in her mouth. "They don't taste as good cold, but since you wrecked my toaster. . ."
"Gomen. . ."
"Don't worry about it. . .let's get going before my mom finds out about it." He nodded, shoving the pop-tart in his mouth. Kagome put the box back, noticing they weren't the same flavor, but not quite catching the actual flavor. They ran to the well, with Kagome glanced back worriedly at the house. I hope that I'm gone before they notice the toaster. . .
They walked into the well house, since Kagome couldn't run as readily with a huge backpack. As she slid the door closed, she heard a high-pitched "Kagome!" She winced, and glanced at Inuyasha, who looked as if his ears had just been brutally torn off.
"Who screams like that?"
She was surprised by pained look on his face. He's part dog demon. . .so, I guess that means he's got sensitive hearing. "My grandfather." He looked surprised at that. "I know. Come on, let's go."
He nodded, and waited for her to jump through first, instinctively guarding her back. Keh, he thought. Since when have I cared so much?
He jumped though after her, and picked her up so they could get up faster, and jumped up without waiting for her. She blinked in surprise, sliding off his back. "That wasn't necessary. . ."
"Keh. It'd taken for ten minutes to climb those vines."
"It only takes me five, thank you."
He shrugged. "Come on. Let's go see if Kaede's hut has been destroyed yet." Kagome followed him with an almost frightening look on her face. Inuyasha noticed it, and snorted. "Don't worry, it's out new 'friends' that are destroying it."
She nodded. He doesn't sound happy. . .wonder if he really hates them all that much?
~*~
Biiru was still staring out the window, fixating on the spot where Ang had been for the full night. Akira had figured out that something was wrong after she had been gone for over two hours, and Biiru had verified it, but said that Jinsei wanted Shi and Ang to settle it on their own turf. Which left Biiru to mull over what was going on.
Akira frowned. She didn't like seeing Biiru that way. It bought back memories of what the gods had done to the three of them. And they were memories best left alone.
She turned around, and watched Miroku carry something across the room, looking as if his back was going to break. Akira smirked to herself. Kaede had more stuff than some teenage girls had make-up. She felt sorry for him. She discreetly cast a delicate spell; making everything Kaede owned much lighter for him.
He paused for a moment, and then lifted the box with much greater ease. He glanced at both Akira and Biiru, before smiling slightly at Akira. She smiled back, catching Megan out of the corner of her eye, glaring at her.
Biiru suddenly stood up, his eyes a little wide. Akira followed his gaze to the same spot he had been staring at for the whole night. She looked at him as he slowly turned to look at her. "Ang?"
He nodded. "Her aura. . .it's dead. . .but she's moving."
Akira stared at him in total horror. "She's what?"
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Today's Usage: 32
Record: 73