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[There's a dark room full of bishi's with spotlights on them. Each are tied to their own chair – gagged and tied that is; some with spell scrolls to keep them from moving. A pair of eyes that look like "^ ^" pop up in front of the screen. The person backs up and it appears to be Jakotsu doing an excellent impression of a gay police officer…..Well impression or not, he is dressed like one at least…..with tight pants….]
[Jakotsu: *interesting stance, similar to one of Shio's postures* First off, ^_^ I would like to thank Scorpiogal for giving me the opportunity to live my fantasy! Gentlemen! ^_^ *he spins on his heal to face the bishis and gives them an evil grin* Welcome to my nightmare!]
[Bishis: *shiver, cringe, whimper, and shrink into their chairs in fear*]
[Jakotsu: *goes over to Inu Yasha who is tied up and gagged and smiles down at him with his hands on his hips*]
[Inu Yasha: *looks up at him as if to say "You'd better keep off my property you friggn' queer!"*]
[Jakotsu: *glances over his shoulder to give the readers a cat-like grin* Second, I'm sad to say that Scorpiogal is in fact not in possession of the series of "Inu Yasha". She said that if she were the owner, she would have given me a real yaori moment with Inu Yasha before I died - *he looks around before adding* - again…..]
[Inu Yasha: *glares at him and sweatdrops*]
[Bishis: *scared out of their friggn' heterosexual minds*]
[Jakotsu: However! *Jakotsu sits on Inu Yasha's lap sidesaddle style, puts an arm around Inu's shoulders and strokes the guys chin* She does own the right to free speech! ^___^]
[Inu Yasha: *Eyes widen in horror*]
[Jakotsu: *laughs evilly* Damn I love America! ^___^ God bless it!]
[*There's a knock at the door*]
[Jakotsu: Oh fudgie, who could that be? *gets up and walks over to see who it is*]
[Inu Yasha: *sighs and his eyes roll back as he thanks god* T T]
[Jakotsu: *Opens the door and there stands the writer herself!* Scorpia! ^__^ How are you?]
[Scorpiogal: ^__^ Hi! I'm fine! *they pretend to kiss each other on each cheek* How's my favorite character?]
[Jakotsu: Oh I'm great! ^_^ I was just about to start the "interrogation" too!]
[Scorpiogal: Oh! Well hey, don't let me stop ya', big guy! ^__^]
[Bishis: *crestfallen because they thought she was there to save them*]
[Scorpiogal: Oh wait, yeah, I did come to pick up my baby though. You don't mind do you?]
[Jakotsu: I guess not. As long as I get to keep the rest of em'! ^_^]
[Scorpiogal: ^_^ Of course! *cranes her neck to try and spot him* You didn't convert him yet, did ya'?]
[Jakotsu: Nope! ^_^ The little bugger remains straight, they're so fussy you know?]
[Scorpiogal: Yeah, he's always been stubborn. *Eyes widen and she points* There! I see him over there!]
[Shio: *tied up and gagged like the rest of them but he's looking over at her with very large dialated pupils. The emotion is undeterminable*]
[Scorpiogal: *comes over* Hey there sweetie! ^_^ Did you have a fun time with Jakotsu?]
[Shio: *shakes his head and almost spins his head off in the prossess. He moves his jaw as if trying to get the gag off*]
[Scorpiogal: *pulls the gag down*]
[Shio: *takes a deep breath then starts* What the hell is wrong with you?! Leaving me with a vicious homo like that?!?! I thought the contract was tight with you-]
[Scorpiogal: Oo Contract?! I didn't know you had a con-]
[Shio: Yeah, I know you don't! . And What's with all of the dates you've been putting me through lately?!? They were completely pointless! While I did get a ton of kinky moments, I think you've scared me for life! By the way, you are so paying for my therapy! I think I'm gonna-!]
[Scorpiogal: Anyway! ^_^ *puts the gag back on him* Thanks for watching him for me Jakotsu! ^_^ *she lifts Shio still gagged and tied in his chair over her shoulder* Have fun! ^_^ Try not to spend all your mojo in one place, okie? ^_^]
[Jakotsu: Okay! ^_^ Thanks! *turns back to his bishis with an evil grin that he had earlier*]
[*The bishi's watch Scorpiogal walk out the door with heavy hearts. Inu Yasha's eyebrow goes into a tick as he can't stop looking at the door, Kouga breaks down into tears, Sesshomaru and Miroku begin to pray to themselves silently, Hiei struggles but only shakes the chair a little bit, Kurama twists his neck trying to give himself the sleep hold, Trunks whimpers and begans to think of who he will leave his possessions to, Mr. Clean hopes he'll go with the guys with the longest hair first, Nightcrawler looks constipated trying to make himself teleport out of the room but sadly for him his bindings won't let him, Gohan is asleep, TukedoMask gulps and tries to find a happy place, Johnny Depp is trying to break the spotlight light bulb with his mind so that he can do his infamous Houdini trick, Orlando Bloom shoots a worried gaze to Elijah Wood who gives a worried look to Hotsuma who glares dubiously at Jakotsu.*]
[Scorpiogal carries Shio down the hallway over her shoulder, still tied up.]
[Shio: T T]
[Scorpiogal: ^_^ Don't worry precious, you'll find your mate – someday.]
[Shio: T T]
[Scorpiogal: ^_^ You know what they say: "Every dog has his day!"]
[Shio: Eyes widen when he realizes what she's really saying and glares at her.]
[Scorpiogal: ^_^ hmhmhmhmhm…*looks upward thoughtfully* Gee, I wonder how much you would sell for on ebay when your like this.]
[Shio: T T *growls irritatedly*]
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Chapter 22. Assault
Sumiko tore an origami letter fold envelope wide open. Salt sized crystals spilled out and into the fire. She dropped the envelope in after it, circled the fire three times with her arms spread out like a bird. Naraku sat near by, he picked his toes and sniffed his fingers, not really interested in what she was doing. Though the question had crossed his mind of why she had chosen to do her bonfire spell ritual on top of a cliff.
She sat on the calves or her legs and brought her hands up in prayer. Then she nodded her head forward and closed her eyes. A few moments passed by. Naraku was getting rather bored and kinda hungry. It made him wonder how long this was gonna take.
Sumiko opened her eyes expressionlessly. They were pooled in white light. She slowly stood up as if she were going in slow motion. Then without warning, she ran forward and jumped off of the cliff. Naraku shot up and ran over to the side. She had swan dived head first and was falling fast. He looked around quickly, closed his eyes aggravated, and jumped off after her.
For some reason not known to Naraku or the writer who is bad with physics, he was able to catch up to her and he threw his arms and legs and her leg and clenched his eyelids shut.
Sumiko began to glow with a bright unnatural light. She twirled and opened her eyes wide open. They were bright as the sun and just as amazing. The light around her body spread around her arms into enormous wings. She pulled up at the last moment and flew off over the trees, possessed by the light itself.
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Catnip leaves scattered over the dirt. Kirara scampered over in kitty form, took one sniff, and began rolling around in the dirt on her back. Sango dusted off her hands and watched her kitty get high. "Well, I guess this means you'll be needing a bath later." She said, imagining the fuss Kirara would make. If there was anything she knew about demon cats, it was that they hated the water just as much as mortal cats.
"Excuse me, Miss,"
Sango turned around in time to see an approaching samurai. A rather cute one too. Kirara stood up in the magic leaves and hissed at the samuri.
The samuri gave the kitty a casual glance but proceeded to pull a piece of parchment out of the left boot. "Have you seen this man?"
Sango took the parchment handed to her. Bold Black kanji spelling 'WANTED' across the top of the page was a real eye catcher. Ditto to the well drawn colorized cartoon picture of Shio's portrait.
Wanted for a price with more zeros then there were letters in Sango's name. Wanted alive or no reward. Wanted runaway concubine, wanted for attacking government figures, wanted for criminal insanity.
Sango gulped and looked up at the samuri who stood waiting patiently for a response. "I – no! I haven't seen 'em." Sango replied as dumb as she could sound. She turned to leave, but she had failed in perjury.
The samuri grabbed her forearm forcefully. Sango gasped and turned to see an unimpressed face.
"That was a lie!" the samuri declared. "Tell me where and when you last saw him!"
"I've never seen him before!" Sango tried to rip her arm away but this samuri had some kind of kung fu grip.
The samuri yanked her closer, grabbed the neck of her robes and slammed her back against a tree. Sango froze as she felt the blade of a dagger align with her esophagus.
The samuri's face became so close to hers, that they were almost touching noses. Sango's pupils dialated to refocus themselves on those dark eyes. "I know when you're lying, Girly," the samuri threatened, "I'm a living lie detector, so you'd better tell me what you know,"
Kirara growled and transformed into her larger form. She jumped, ready to snap the samuri like a twig.
The samuri's eyes narrowed. Spinning around, the dagger flew and nicked the demon cat across the snout. Kirara howled while Sango took this opportunity to draw her sword. The samuri heard the metal draw out and ducked before the sword hilt could collide with the helmut. They separated far from drop kick distance and stood in fighting stances.
Kirara detransformed and lay on the ground in kitty form crying in pain. Sango gasped, "Kirara!" then she frowned at the samuri. "What did you do to her?!"
The samuri held up the dagger which had made a cut so small, so quickly, that it didn't take any blood with it. "A special poison. If you want her to have the antidote, you'd better tell me what you know of him – that man, Shio."
Sango looked down at Kirara worriedly. The samuri had chosen the moment to attach just after she had successfully lost Miroku. She also was without her boomerang. Just her sword, a few poisonous bombs, and two other hidden blades…
Sango held up her sword. "I don't have to tell you anything!" She would take the samuri down, then she would take the antidote for Kirara.
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It had been three days since Shin'yo had started her adventure into the wilderness. She had passed the map checkpoints quicker then she thought she would. She had told her students and her best friend very little about where she was going. She didn't mind lying to her students; she would just inform them once she returned. But lying to Sashimasu, she had felt guilty for since she got the idea to leave.
It just so happened that the pure light was made of four souls – just like every other thing! But the pure light only had three souls so it wasn't complete. She already knew that the pure light was created from the great friendship that she and Sashimasu possessed. But recently, she found that there were other components in the mix. Sashimasu was the one who added the soul of strength from her physical and spiritual body. Shin'yo herself was the one who added the soul of courage. What was needed was the soul of love.
What confused Shin'yo was the fact that the fourth soul hadn't been added when Sashimi was born. Sashimi was born from Sashimasu and her boyfriend's love, so she would have inherited the other components from her mother along with the love from both parents. Then it dawned on Shin'yo on the second day of her quest – Sashimi was born with all of the components! But unfortunately the four souls had to be extracted from her before she was born, or else they would remain inside of her.
Shin'yo felt guilty for not telling Sashimasu that she was leaving. For one, she had no idea how she was going to mix the four souls once she found Sashimasu's boyfriend, or how she would explain to him that she needed it.
And for some reason, she had a dark feeling inside that she shouldn't have gone to see him by herself. She wasn't sure why, probably because if Sashimasu learned that Shin'yo wasn't just "going on a journey of knowledge and meditation", but going to see her husband, she probably wouldn't like that. Sashimasu would more then likely become suspicious then the pure light would be without the friendship soul and they would have to work longer and harder to find that one as well.
Shin'yo had to make sure he was the correct boyfriend as well. More then once had she met a man who pretended he was someone else. What made her feel really stupid was the fact that she had no idea what Sashimasu's boyfriend looked like. Shin'yo wished to herself that her friend had introduced him sooner so she wouldn't have to play detective games to find the correct guy.
Shin'yo wiped the sweat off the back of her neck with a cloth. It was 99 degrees outside, and she had been walking up some huge hill for what seemed like hours in the summer heat. When she got to the top of the hill she had found a mansion and thankfully a rest spot. She dropped what she was carrying and fell to her knees in the shade of a tree. She took a drink of water and decided to analyze the mansion as she sat there. It wasn't as arboreal looking as her and Sashimasu's mansion, but it was very nice all the same. A lighter color of wood was used in making the walls and screens. There were small gardens and round bushes in front to keep the land from eroding and taking the house down with it. It was a pretty nice summer home. Her sharp ears suddenly picked up a sound coming from the back of the house. Battle cries.
Though there were only two voices so it was probably one of the top dog classes that Shin'yo had heard so much about. Finally, ready to get up and overcome with excitement to see Sashimasu's man, Shin'yo picked herself up and started for the backyard. The backyard had an even bigger garden then the front, but less of a steep climb. There was a large white-tiled battle area, with two fighters in the ring. Both had the trademark silver hair of dog demons as well as armor with a white under kimono. Once had short silver hair, the other kept his hair in a silky ponytail. Both were beautiful with pointed chins and smooth complexions. The one with the short hair had only two stripes on his cheeks, but his opponent had the stripes and a crescent moon on his forehead. The one with the crescent moon had golden eyes, and the one with the short hair had blue eyes. The crescent moon man dodged an attack by the man with the blue eyes. He swept his hand back like he was going to slap him then a long golden string of light whipped from the tips of his claws – aimed at the blue eyed man. The blue eyed man held his arm up in a block. The whip curled around it with a snap. The blue eyed man grabbed part of the whip, pulled and tossed the crescent moon man with his whip over his shoulder and across the arena. The crescent moon man landed on his feet and sucked the whip back in. Then the silver haired man jumped into the air, swung his outstretched had and shouted, "Silverfire claw!"
Arrow shaped flames of silver wizzed through the air. The crescent moon man barely dodged them. Then they both charged each other and through their claws at each other at the same time shouting in unison, "Iron Rever Soul Stealer!" There was a flash of light. They both landed across from each other, then the crescent moon man fell to his knee. He cupped his hand over his shredded sleeve. When he looked at his hand, it was dripping from the blood on his arm. "Good god, Shicho! Must you rip me apart everyday!" he complained looking at the blue eyed man.
The blue eyed man gave a gorgeous winners grin and replied, "Well Inu Taishio, if you'd just block better I wouldn't have to bloody you up all the time!" He walked over and helped him up. "Anyway, I'll see you tomorrow bright and early, practice if you can, drink plenty of water." With a cocky grin he added, "And maybe meditate on how to not block like a little human girl."
Inu Taishio laughed then punched him in the arm, "I do not block like a little human girl!"
They carried on like buddies and when Inu Taishio finally left, Shicho began to walk toward his mansion. What was supposed to happen was that he was supposed to go inside, take off his shirt, get drunk and fall asleep. That's what always happened after work. But something different happened this time. A strange young woman stepped out of the foliage surrounding his big backyard. As he saw her he started to slow down as if she were a yield-and-stare sign. They both stopped a far distance away from each other.
She was overheated in the summer weather, making her cheeks a zealous tint of red and her hair separated in various places from sweat. He thought it was one of the most adorable things he had ever seen! And it only made him wonder how she reacted in winter weather. Her face flushed from the cold, her nose colored reddish-pink….
Shin'yo whipped her forehead, panting from the heat. Was it just her, or was it twice as hot in the backyard then on the steep of the hill?
Shicho gulped and shifted his feet a bit. How it was possible he did not know, but this woman was the most erotic creature he'd ever laid eyes on. "Can I help you?" He asked with a slight eagerness in his voice. Shin'yo's vision blurred a bit. "I – I'm…" and she had a heatstroke.
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