Junsui: sniff
Sakura: Jun-chan… I'm so sorry…
Harushi: It's OK that you can't cry…
Junsui: But I feel so guilty…
Sakura: You didn't know her very well…
Junsui: To those out there who are probably wondering what's going on… one of my mom's sisters has just… passed away… and I feel so bad that I haven't even shed a single tear for her. God knows, I want to… And I can't go to her funeral… we can't afford a lot of plane tickets…
Harushi: But please, don't let this ruin the story - most of Kagome's feelings for God are a little bit based on Junsui's own confusion…
Sakura: But she really does love God - so don't hate her…
Junsui: On wit da fic…
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Disclaimer: We don't own Inu Yasha and Co.
Note: Thank you Megan for your review, it means a lot to me.
WARNING: Religious content, dark, cursing, etc.
In Memory of
LILIN TANIERLA
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Seeking the Damned
Chapter 1 - Scent of a Devil
Inu Yasha sniffed the air in the room. There were too many scents! He growled in frustration and decided to give it another try. There it was. Kagome's scent was one of three fresh smells. The other was his own. He smelled anger and fear in her scent. Another growl had managed to escape his vocal chords. Who was this other scent?
It smelled somewhat familiar. The name of the owner was on the tip of his tongue. It wouldn't come out. Inu Yasha decided to figure it out later. He had many more things to do. He tried to sniff out which way the two had escaped. He couldn't find it. Was his nose playing tricks on him? The freshest trace of them was on the bed. How was that possible? Who took his possession right out from under his nose without being detected? Who was capable of this?
He shook his head. I'll just have to search for her, he thought. Knowing that Kagome had already paid for the room the night before, he went out the door and into the main room of the inn, where he had breakfast. As he ate, he thought of what he could do. Most people wouldn't know the difference between the handwriting on the note, and her handwriting. Nor would they be able to smell anything.
Those people would just shrug it off and wait like the note said. What did the note say? He pulled the note out of his pouch, which he kept tied to his belt. Meet you in Korea… They had made plans on living together in Korea. Inu Yasha was from China, Kagome from Japan. Japan was also the place Kagome had sold her soul to the devil, so the he, in return, would turn her into the Vampire she is. Sometime in Kagome's early life, something had happened to her to make her turn away from the Lord, but what?
Inu Yasha emptied out a cup of water. Where should he go? After finishing his morning meal, he had decided to go to Japan. If she were there, he'd find her. But why would the kidnapper put his location on the note? Was it a trap? Was it just something to lead him off course? Whichever it was, he had no other lead.
He left the inn, taking in the scenery for any sign of her. That proved useless, for everything seemed as it should. He walked through the town, passing street merchants and customers. Ah, China, always busy… He wasn't sure how much he'd miss it, after all the crimes he was accused of, when he only did… three-fourths of them. Yes, Inu Yasha, the all-powerful pirate and crook. The authorities rarely caught him, at least not for the past century. He had taken up the habit of disguising himself ever since the last time he was caught. He barely escaped the hangman's noose.
Once he reached the harbor, he scanned the piers for the best, most likely able to commandeer, boat. His eyes caught site of a small, but strong, boat that looked like it was enough to take him across the Yellow Sea, past the southern tip of Korea, and to Japan. He started walking towards it.
"Tis a nice vessel, 'taint it?" said someone who had suddenly appeared behind him. He turned around to face a man who looked to be no older than twenty-five. He had short black hair that was tied up in a little tail at the back. He wore a black pants with a purple shirt, and a dark blue-violet cloak. "What of it?" Inu Yasha asked.
"Can't wait to captain the thing. The crew and I will be leaving once the tide's out. We're heading for Japan. Might you be interested in joining us, as my guest?" the man said. Inu Yasha thought about this. Sure, he was thinking about just killing the man, and taking his place, but this would be easier. He wouldn't have to do any work, at least not a lot. But why would this man just invite him?
"Why would you invite me to sail with you, when you don't even know who I am?" he raised his eyebrow at the stranger.
The man leaned close and whispered in his ear, "Are you not Inu Yasha Taisho? No one else I've heard of looks as young as you and has white hair." Inu Yasha stepped back. He'd still take him? "Fine, I'll join you. But if you guys even think of killing me or bringing me to the government, I will have every single one of your crew, including you, stranded in the middle of the ocean." he looked at the man to see if he understood. He nodded. On the way to the ship, he learned that the man was named Miroku and was going back to Japan to trade some Chinese silk. He also wanted to go visit an old friend over there that had said that the rumors of beautiful women were true. Thus, Miroku the Lecher became Inu Yasha's newest acquaintance.
As he stepped onto the boat, Inu Yasha took a last sniff of China. There it was again. The scent of burnt flesh, mixed with wet soil… Who was it? There was something in the scent that sent shivers up the half-demon's spine. The smell of evil…
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Junsui: Tada…
Sakura: Cheer up!
Junsui: But I can't! It wouldn't be right! I'm not gonna cheer up until a week after my aunt's funeral!
Harushi: Sakura, leave her be…
Sakura: Since when did you get smart?!
Junsui: Stop bickering…
Harushi: Again, WHAT IS BICKERING?!!!!
Junsui: Abayo… Review. Sorry this was short…
Sakura: Jun-chan… I'm so sorry…
Harushi: It's OK that you can't cry…
Junsui: But I feel so guilty…
Sakura: You didn't know her very well…
Junsui: To those out there who are probably wondering what's going on… one of my mom's sisters has just… passed away… and I feel so bad that I haven't even shed a single tear for her. God knows, I want to… And I can't go to her funeral… we can't afford a lot of plane tickets…
Harushi: But please, don't let this ruin the story - most of Kagome's feelings for God are a little bit based on Junsui's own confusion…
Sakura: But she really does love God - so don't hate her…
Junsui: On wit da fic…
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Disclaimer: We don't own Inu Yasha and Co.
Note: Thank you Megan for your review, it means a lot to me.
WARNING: Religious content, dark, cursing, etc.
In Memory of
LILIN TANIERLA
[][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][] :P
Seeking the Damned
Chapter 1 - Scent of a Devil
Inu Yasha sniffed the air in the room. There were too many scents! He growled in frustration and decided to give it another try. There it was. Kagome's scent was one of three fresh smells. The other was his own. He smelled anger and fear in her scent. Another growl had managed to escape his vocal chords. Who was this other scent?
It smelled somewhat familiar. The name of the owner was on the tip of his tongue. It wouldn't come out. Inu Yasha decided to figure it out later. He had many more things to do. He tried to sniff out which way the two had escaped. He couldn't find it. Was his nose playing tricks on him? The freshest trace of them was on the bed. How was that possible? Who took his possession right out from under his nose without being detected? Who was capable of this?
He shook his head. I'll just have to search for her, he thought. Knowing that Kagome had already paid for the room the night before, he went out the door and into the main room of the inn, where he had breakfast. As he ate, he thought of what he could do. Most people wouldn't know the difference between the handwriting on the note, and her handwriting. Nor would they be able to smell anything.
Those people would just shrug it off and wait like the note said. What did the note say? He pulled the note out of his pouch, which he kept tied to his belt. Meet you in Korea… They had made plans on living together in Korea. Inu Yasha was from China, Kagome from Japan. Japan was also the place Kagome had sold her soul to the devil, so the he, in return, would turn her into the Vampire she is. Sometime in Kagome's early life, something had happened to her to make her turn away from the Lord, but what?
Inu Yasha emptied out a cup of water. Where should he go? After finishing his morning meal, he had decided to go to Japan. If she were there, he'd find her. But why would the kidnapper put his location on the note? Was it a trap? Was it just something to lead him off course? Whichever it was, he had no other lead.
He left the inn, taking in the scenery for any sign of her. That proved useless, for everything seemed as it should. He walked through the town, passing street merchants and customers. Ah, China, always busy… He wasn't sure how much he'd miss it, after all the crimes he was accused of, when he only did… three-fourths of them. Yes, Inu Yasha, the all-powerful pirate and crook. The authorities rarely caught him, at least not for the past century. He had taken up the habit of disguising himself ever since the last time he was caught. He barely escaped the hangman's noose.
Once he reached the harbor, he scanned the piers for the best, most likely able to commandeer, boat. His eyes caught site of a small, but strong, boat that looked like it was enough to take him across the Yellow Sea, past the southern tip of Korea, and to Japan. He started walking towards it.
"Tis a nice vessel, 'taint it?" said someone who had suddenly appeared behind him. He turned around to face a man who looked to be no older than twenty-five. He had short black hair that was tied up in a little tail at the back. He wore a black pants with a purple shirt, and a dark blue-violet cloak. "What of it?" Inu Yasha asked.
"Can't wait to captain the thing. The crew and I will be leaving once the tide's out. We're heading for Japan. Might you be interested in joining us, as my guest?" the man said. Inu Yasha thought about this. Sure, he was thinking about just killing the man, and taking his place, but this would be easier. He wouldn't have to do any work, at least not a lot. But why would this man just invite him?
"Why would you invite me to sail with you, when you don't even know who I am?" he raised his eyebrow at the stranger.
The man leaned close and whispered in his ear, "Are you not Inu Yasha Taisho? No one else I've heard of looks as young as you and has white hair." Inu Yasha stepped back. He'd still take him? "Fine, I'll join you. But if you guys even think of killing me or bringing me to the government, I will have every single one of your crew, including you, stranded in the middle of the ocean." he looked at the man to see if he understood. He nodded. On the way to the ship, he learned that the man was named Miroku and was going back to Japan to trade some Chinese silk. He also wanted to go visit an old friend over there that had said that the rumors of beautiful women were true. Thus, Miroku the Lecher became Inu Yasha's newest acquaintance.
As he stepped onto the boat, Inu Yasha took a last sniff of China. There it was again. The scent of burnt flesh, mixed with wet soil… Who was it? There was something in the scent that sent shivers up the half-demon's spine. The smell of evil…
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Junsui: Tada…
Sakura: Cheer up!
Junsui: But I can't! It wouldn't be right! I'm not gonna cheer up until a week after my aunt's funeral!
Harushi: Sakura, leave her be…
Sakura: Since when did you get smart?!
Junsui: Stop bickering…
Harushi: Again, WHAT IS BICKERING?!!!!
Junsui: Abayo… Review. Sorry this was short…