A/N: I do not own Inu-Yasha, if I did, Sesshomaru would not have a giant ball of fluff on his shoulder, Jakken would be good looking, Miyoga would NOT be a flea, and I would kill off Kikiyo on the first episode.. o.O.. I didn't mention this in the first chapter, so I'm doing it now, so don't flame me for it or anything! T-T.. I've got way too much on me already..
Chapter Two : Babysiting Blues
Inuyasha groans as he makes his way towards a small arch, looking up he saw a small sign hanging from it. Written in, of course, Japanese, was Youkaihanyou, the last name he went by in school. He then steps onto the beaten cobblestone walkway, looking up to the old dojo in front of him.
It looked to be about seven, maybe eight hundred years old in architecture, but it was fixed up to look livable. It had a green slanted roof, sakura blossoms and roses blooming in the gardens surrounding the front gate, then the inside around the well to the left hand corner. A cobble stone walk greeted many a weary traveler to the wooden veranda and slide doors. The wood appeared to be cherry, or something of the dark wood variety, and a simple porch swing creaked back and forth on the left hand side of the porch. Two columns rise up from the ground, carved with the many names of the many warriors and students of the dojo, and painted with greens to have what looked to be poison ivy dancing across them in a spiral.
Inside it looked homey enough. A TV could be heard from the front door, a small walkway leading up to the kitchen on the left, the family room on the right. The family room had a wrap around couch, a large book case shoved in the back right corner. Books of different colors and sizes litter the shelves, one or two resting on their sides or on the large circular rug below them.
The tv was angled about ten feet away from the middle of the wrap around couch. Cushions resting around the small coffee table in the middle. The couch itself was black velveteen, red and white throw pillows thrown here and there on the sofa. The ceiling itself was dotted with golden finish, the lights sparkling off the white and gold. The wood was hard wood, probably oak, polished and varnished to a smooth, slippable surface.
Inuyasha makes his way towards the couch, jumping over it he leaps up as he lands on a small squirming object.
A small tuft of golden brown pokes up from between the cushions, it appearing to be a tail. Then a small claw lashes out, flailing about. Inuyasha grabs its tail, pulling it out from in between the cushions. A small kitsune, or fox youkai, hangs there, blinking his big green eyes. He had brown hair tied to the back of his head in a light brown puff. He wore a blue kimono top dotted with yellow blossoms, and a bowl shaped pair of blue pants. His feet weren't like human feet, they were paws. The little youkai looks up at Inuyasha, waving his arms and legs in a windmill-like fashion and screaming, "LEMEGO LEMEGO!"
"You know you're not allowed on the couch, Shippou," Inuyasha drops him on a cushion beside the coffee table. Shippou waves a fist at him, then sits dejectedly on the dark cushion. His tail flicks about behind him, he stood maybe at 2'4" tall, he was a short little bugger, that was for sure. He flicks his gaze towards the remote, seeing Inuyasha reach for it he leaps, then grabs the clicker, pouncing it he drags it back to the cushion. Inuyasha blinks his eyes in slight shock, then recovering grabs it, the two playing tug of war to watch their own show.
The TV hisses with static as the channels continue to change, the widescreen 56" screen starting to sizzle with all the 'action'. Inuyasha grabs the remote, waving his arm about to try and throw Shippou off, only the little kitsune wasn't letting up. He reaches one hand, scratching Inuyasha on the hand and causing the hanyou to drop the remote, glaring at the kitsune he pulls back his leg, seeing an open window he punts him right outside.
"AHH!" only to Inuyasha's dissmay, he saw the kitsune land right smack on the remote, it snapping in half and the TV erupting in an explosion of flames and sparks.
"SHIT!" Inuyasha grabs his glass of ice water, pouring it onto the TV absently. REAAAL smart, it sparks slightly, the shock causing his hair to rise with static electricity.
"What's going on down there?" Sesshoumaru, Inuyasha's youkai brother, makes his way into the living room. For once, the facial markings were gone, the eye shadow removed as it was too early for his prowl. His thick white/silver hair was tied back at the nape of his neck, a few thick strands falling over his bare chest. A large tail of fluff rests over his shoulder, it flicking slightly as he sees the TV destroyed. His golden eyes rest on Inuyasha and Shippou, eyes flaring with anger, but it was a momentary lapse. He lifts a hand, resting it to his forehead he makes his way completely into the room, wearing a pair of skin tight black jeans.
"What have you done now, half breed?" he looks over to Inuyasha, the hanyou flaring at the insult to his pride, "I didn't do anything! Shippou broke the remote!"
"Only because you kicked me outside and I ended up LANDING on it!" Shippou pulls himself through the large open window, holding the remote still broken in his hands. Sesshoumaru inwardly checks his temper, after all, he was just a kitsune, and Inuyasha.. Well, he was just a terd.
"Well, now what do we do? We have no television," Sesshoumaru folds his arms, looking to the two as Miroku walks in. He sees the television, a look of horror apparent on his face he races towards it, placing his hands on either side of it he shakes it from side to side, leaning with each movement.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!? I CAN'T SEE MY.." he stops mid sentense, realizing he was about to get himself into further trouble. Sesshoumaru looks skywards, silently making his way through the hallway and upstairs to his room once again.
"Miroku, no one CARES about what YOU watch.. I CAN'T SEE MY KARATE TOURNAMENTS!" Inuyasha clenches his hands into fists, a vein ticking just at his hair line. Shippou hops up and down as they continue yapping, flailing his arms about, "What about me!? I can't watch my cartoons!"
"SHUT UP, SHIPPOU!" both Miroku and Inuyasha turn, yelling at him they glare at each other, then suddenly tackle one another, pounding each others face in. Shippou jumps in as well, hopping up and down on Miroku's head, then gnawing on Inuyasha's ear. Sesshoumaru sighs, hearing the thumping and bumping below he makes his way back downstairs, wearing his black bodice shirt and a dog collar around his neck. He had the blue markings across his left cheek, the dark red eyeshadow discarded for that night.
"Would you three stop acting like pups," he grabs his black leather jacket from the hook, slipping it on slowly he undoes the tie in his hair, letting it fall and pulling his tail over his shoulder once again.
Inuyasha looks up, having one arm around Miroku's neck and the other pounding Shippou on the head. Miroku had his hand grasping Inuyasha's shirt collar and pulling it down, looking up as well, he had a black eye and a missing tooth. Shippou was flailing about as he was still in Inuyasha's head lock.
"Stop fighting, I've called a babysitter," Sesshoumaru grabs his car keys, flipping the collar of his jacket upwards to give him a 'mysterious air'. Inuyasha drops both Miroku and Shippou, "WHAT!? A BABYSITTER!?"
"This is an outrage! I'm over eighteen years old! I'm old enough to move out if I felt entitled to!" Miroku waves a fist at Sesshoumaru, but the youkai took no heed, simply lifting a hand he flipped his pinkie up, giving them the 'birdie'.
"She'll be here soon.. Don't blow up any other appliences.. Or each other, for that matter.." Sesshoumaru opens the door, shoving his hands into his jacket pockets and making his way towards a black T-bird.
"I can't believe this! I don't have to take this!" Inuyasha yells out towards his brother as he backs up out of the driveway. Sesshoumaru looks to his brother, his car speakers blaring punk music, and honking the hurn twice he drives off.
"GRRR!" Inuyasha growls, then throws himself down onto the sofa. Shippou sits on the back of the sofa, watching the door, tail flicking, "Do I scare the living daylights outta this one too?"
"D'uh!" Inuyasha grins, maybe this one'll be fun, like the last one they had try and 'take care of them'. After Miroku had officially grossed her out by telling her gruesome details of their past, Shippou popped up from behind the sofa, landing on her head and sent her screaming down the hall, out the door, and down the cobblestone walkway. They could hear her screams echoeing all the way down to the high school, where she stopped, took a breath, then continued.
"This'll be good, Miroku, you ready?" Inuyasha stands as he hears a car pull into the drive. Miroku nods, cracking his knuckles, he then stops, realizing Sesshoumaru had said 'she'. Hmm..
Nami looks up to the door, looking down to the paper she held in her hand she shrugs, shouldering her back pack. She had thick dark indigo colored hair that was tied into two pig tails by two black ribbons. She looked about nineteen, maybe twenty years old, with bright red eyes and deathly white skin. She wore a white sweater, a silver belt wrapping around ontop of it, it being about four inches thick with large loop holes. She had a pair of flair legged hip hugger jeans and a pair of black velvet skateboarder sneakers on her feet. She looked human enough.
She lifts a hand, then wraps her knuckles on the door. Inuyasha gives Miroku the cue, then he approaches the door, sliding it to the side he automatically bows, extending a hand he takes hers, pressing a kiss to the back of it, "Welcome to our humble abode.."
"Thanks, you must be Miroku.. I was warned about you.. And you too, Inuyasha," she looks towards the hanyou as he absently sticks his finger in his ear, wiggling it slightly to signal Shippou to attack. As he leaps, she reaches out, grabbing him by the tail just as he was an inch away from her head, and she lifts him to eye level.
"You're Shippou, huh? Knew you'd be the one to attack.. I've got three cats at home.. I know all the tricks.." she drops him in Inuyasha's lap, hearing a slight eep of squirmishness she grins. These kids would be interesting to watch, too bad it was late.
"May I ask your name, young woman?" Miroku steps up behind her, supressing the urge to stroke that lovely behind facing him. She turns, lifting a brow she blinks, "Oh! My name's Nami."
"Such a lovely name," he steps up right behind her, allowing one hand to rest on her hip, then move back to brush against her rear. She jerks slightly, then automatically, spins around, decking him across the jaw and sending him flying through the hallway and into the kitchen, a few pots and pans falling over his head.
Inuyasha feels a droplet of sweat trickle down the back of his neck. She was a force to be reckoned with. She sits down and stretches her arms, "Well, it's almost nine o'clock. You three need to get to bed."
"No one orders me around," Inuyasha mumbles. Miroku knew better, and makes his way towards his room. Nami tugs Inuyasha's ear, pulling him into his room she lets it go, administering a boot to his rear and sending him spread eagle onto the ground, an indignant expression appearing on his face, a mixture of shock and humiliation would be the proper description of it.
"You'll get ready for bed, or I'll rip those little mutt ears off your head and serve them to my cats for a toy.. Got it mutt man?" she then makes her way down the stairs once again, finding Shippou she picks him up, tossing him into the room as well, "You too, shorty."
"Ya big bully!" Shippou chucks a wailing mushroom at her, only to have her duck, swatting her hand and sending it flying back at him and causing him to flip over a few times, crashing into a wall. Inuyasha lifts his hand, turning sideways in slight shock and watching Shippou slide down the wall in a shlump. He slowly turns his gaze towards their babysitter, seeing her standing in the doorway he jumps up, racing into his bathroom he starts to prepare for sleep. She grins, then turning she shutting the door behind her.
"My gods!" Inuyasha sits on the toilet seat cover, head in his hands. She was psycho! He shakes his head, his day just went from bad, to worse. He peels off his shirt then kicks off his pants, grabbing a pair of sweat pants he jumps onto his bed, seeing Shippou trying to crawl out of his kimono top he snickers softly. What a dope!
Shippou finally manages to remove his top and grabs a kid sized fox suit pj set. It had the little feet, the ears, even the little poofy tail to trail behind him, though he simply cut a hole through it to allow his own tail to sway back and forth. He looks up at Inuyasha, climbing up beside him he curls up into a small puff ball at his feet. Inuyasha watches him, then pulls out his Geometry book, opening it he starts on some homework. After about an hour or so he snaps the book shut, looking upwards he closes his eyes, sleep slowly overtaking his senses, and he slumps to the side.
He could see something in front of him. A young woman stood there, a thick wave of forest green hair shifting behind her. She was surrounded with black smoke, it swirling about her, hiding her entire form from view. Her eyes glowed a soft pastel green, and her skin, when the smoke would separate, he could see was a light green as well. She appeared to be about twenty years old, maybe eighteen. She had nothing on, much to Inuyasha's surprise, and she appeared to have her arms outspread, as if welcoming him. Wanting him to come to her. He slowly steps towards her, one foot in front of the other. It was so cold, he shudders, hugging his arms to his bare chest.
"Inu.. Ya.. Sha.." it was a low whisper, sending a chill up his spine. He looks towards the girl in front of him. It was so strange, she was floating in mid air, the black smoke swirling around her tighter, and tighter.
"Who.. Who are you? What do you want from me?" he shudders again, watching her, the wind picking up and sending his silvery white hair in a flutter about him, the two tendrils that rest across his chest rising to make their home in his mouth.
"My.. Name is.. Misae.." her whispery voice sent his ears back on top of his head. It reminded him of some kind of ghost story. He watches her as she extends a hand towards him, "I am here.. To show.. You the.. Truth.."
"The truth? The truth about what?" he was still lost as to what was going on. He watches her as she lowers to the ground. A soft, almost droplet like, sound plips as she lands on one foot, the other following slowly. He squints his eyes, seeing she did have something on, a thin layer of dark green see-through lace was over her body, covering just enough to leave some to the imagination.
"The truth.. About your.. Inner child.." she reaches towards him, long, twig like fingers extending and brushing his bare shoulder. He blinks, it was surprisingly warm, and a shock from the ice cold air hanging about him. He looks over to her, eyes wide as her hair suddenly wraps around them both, and the color green took over his senses. He could smell so many flowers, so many different, sweet aromas. He closes his eyes, then suddenly his feet were no longer on cold, solid granite.
He felt grass slip up in between his toes, the feeling of dirt under his feet causing his eyes to slowly open. Blinking as the light blurrs his vision temporarily, he looks about him. Trees filled with pink sakura blossoms form a walkway down a small cobble stone path. Bushes of white and red roses blooming just past the trees. He looks up, the sky a bright cornflower blue and a few clouds lazily rolling past.
"Where.. Am I?" he looks towards the path as he continues to walk, realizing he wasn't wearing his sweatpants anymore. He looks down, seeing a pair of samurai white pants, a dark red kimono top wrapping about his chest, a dark red belt wrapped about his waist and causing the top to sag slightly and reveal the slender chest he had underneath. He lifts a hand, seeing he had sharper claws than before, and he had his sword resting on his hip.
"What's going on!?" he yells out.
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Whoah.. That was a COOL chapter! What do ya think about the babysitter? Mean enough for all you little kiddies!? Bwahahahaha! Ahem.. Anyway, I particularly like Misae right now. If you haven't figured out what's going on yet, than you're not exactly the brightest crayon in the crayola box, now are ya? Heh heh.. I hope you enjoyed the second chapter. I'm sorry it took so long for me to update, but I'm already working on Chapter three! It's going to be a whole lot better, and maybe even longer than this one.. So, I hope you all enjoy this! I've been writing it during school, since that's where I get all my good ideas, so it might take a while to transfer all the goodies here.. Heh heh.. Hope you like the next chapter.. CUZ SESSHOMARU GET'S SOOOOOOO EMBARASSED! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! *thunder and lightning explode behind her* Uh.. =o.o=.. Ehem..*waves a hand and the cardboard clouds, poster board thunder sound maker, and flashlight fall in a heap behind her* Eh heh heh.. *kicks them away* Any way, stick around for the next chapter!
Next Chpater : Chapter Three : Ghostly Girls!
Seeya there, folks!
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Chapter Two : Babysiting Blues
Inuyasha groans as he makes his way towards a small arch, looking up he saw a small sign hanging from it. Written in, of course, Japanese, was Youkaihanyou, the last name he went by in school. He then steps onto the beaten cobblestone walkway, looking up to the old dojo in front of him.
It looked to be about seven, maybe eight hundred years old in architecture, but it was fixed up to look livable. It had a green slanted roof, sakura blossoms and roses blooming in the gardens surrounding the front gate, then the inside around the well to the left hand corner. A cobble stone walk greeted many a weary traveler to the wooden veranda and slide doors. The wood appeared to be cherry, or something of the dark wood variety, and a simple porch swing creaked back and forth on the left hand side of the porch. Two columns rise up from the ground, carved with the many names of the many warriors and students of the dojo, and painted with greens to have what looked to be poison ivy dancing across them in a spiral.
Inside it looked homey enough. A TV could be heard from the front door, a small walkway leading up to the kitchen on the left, the family room on the right. The family room had a wrap around couch, a large book case shoved in the back right corner. Books of different colors and sizes litter the shelves, one or two resting on their sides or on the large circular rug below them.
The tv was angled about ten feet away from the middle of the wrap around couch. Cushions resting around the small coffee table in the middle. The couch itself was black velveteen, red and white throw pillows thrown here and there on the sofa. The ceiling itself was dotted with golden finish, the lights sparkling off the white and gold. The wood was hard wood, probably oak, polished and varnished to a smooth, slippable surface.
Inuyasha makes his way towards the couch, jumping over it he leaps up as he lands on a small squirming object.
A small tuft of golden brown pokes up from between the cushions, it appearing to be a tail. Then a small claw lashes out, flailing about. Inuyasha grabs its tail, pulling it out from in between the cushions. A small kitsune, or fox youkai, hangs there, blinking his big green eyes. He had brown hair tied to the back of his head in a light brown puff. He wore a blue kimono top dotted with yellow blossoms, and a bowl shaped pair of blue pants. His feet weren't like human feet, they were paws. The little youkai looks up at Inuyasha, waving his arms and legs in a windmill-like fashion and screaming, "LEMEGO LEMEGO!"
"You know you're not allowed on the couch, Shippou," Inuyasha drops him on a cushion beside the coffee table. Shippou waves a fist at him, then sits dejectedly on the dark cushion. His tail flicks about behind him, he stood maybe at 2'4" tall, he was a short little bugger, that was for sure. He flicks his gaze towards the remote, seeing Inuyasha reach for it he leaps, then grabs the clicker, pouncing it he drags it back to the cushion. Inuyasha blinks his eyes in slight shock, then recovering grabs it, the two playing tug of war to watch their own show.
The TV hisses with static as the channels continue to change, the widescreen 56" screen starting to sizzle with all the 'action'. Inuyasha grabs the remote, waving his arm about to try and throw Shippou off, only the little kitsune wasn't letting up. He reaches one hand, scratching Inuyasha on the hand and causing the hanyou to drop the remote, glaring at the kitsune he pulls back his leg, seeing an open window he punts him right outside.
"AHH!" only to Inuyasha's dissmay, he saw the kitsune land right smack on the remote, it snapping in half and the TV erupting in an explosion of flames and sparks.
"SHIT!" Inuyasha grabs his glass of ice water, pouring it onto the TV absently. REAAAL smart, it sparks slightly, the shock causing his hair to rise with static electricity.
"What's going on down there?" Sesshoumaru, Inuyasha's youkai brother, makes his way into the living room. For once, the facial markings were gone, the eye shadow removed as it was too early for his prowl. His thick white/silver hair was tied back at the nape of his neck, a few thick strands falling over his bare chest. A large tail of fluff rests over his shoulder, it flicking slightly as he sees the TV destroyed. His golden eyes rest on Inuyasha and Shippou, eyes flaring with anger, but it was a momentary lapse. He lifts a hand, resting it to his forehead he makes his way completely into the room, wearing a pair of skin tight black jeans.
"What have you done now, half breed?" he looks over to Inuyasha, the hanyou flaring at the insult to his pride, "I didn't do anything! Shippou broke the remote!"
"Only because you kicked me outside and I ended up LANDING on it!" Shippou pulls himself through the large open window, holding the remote still broken in his hands. Sesshoumaru inwardly checks his temper, after all, he was just a kitsune, and Inuyasha.. Well, he was just a terd.
"Well, now what do we do? We have no television," Sesshoumaru folds his arms, looking to the two as Miroku walks in. He sees the television, a look of horror apparent on his face he races towards it, placing his hands on either side of it he shakes it from side to side, leaning with each movement.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!? I CAN'T SEE MY.." he stops mid sentense, realizing he was about to get himself into further trouble. Sesshoumaru looks skywards, silently making his way through the hallway and upstairs to his room once again.
"Miroku, no one CARES about what YOU watch.. I CAN'T SEE MY KARATE TOURNAMENTS!" Inuyasha clenches his hands into fists, a vein ticking just at his hair line. Shippou hops up and down as they continue yapping, flailing his arms about, "What about me!? I can't watch my cartoons!"
"SHUT UP, SHIPPOU!" both Miroku and Inuyasha turn, yelling at him they glare at each other, then suddenly tackle one another, pounding each others face in. Shippou jumps in as well, hopping up and down on Miroku's head, then gnawing on Inuyasha's ear. Sesshoumaru sighs, hearing the thumping and bumping below he makes his way back downstairs, wearing his black bodice shirt and a dog collar around his neck. He had the blue markings across his left cheek, the dark red eyeshadow discarded for that night.
"Would you three stop acting like pups," he grabs his black leather jacket from the hook, slipping it on slowly he undoes the tie in his hair, letting it fall and pulling his tail over his shoulder once again.
Inuyasha looks up, having one arm around Miroku's neck and the other pounding Shippou on the head. Miroku had his hand grasping Inuyasha's shirt collar and pulling it down, looking up as well, he had a black eye and a missing tooth. Shippou was flailing about as he was still in Inuyasha's head lock.
"Stop fighting, I've called a babysitter," Sesshoumaru grabs his car keys, flipping the collar of his jacket upwards to give him a 'mysterious air'. Inuyasha drops both Miroku and Shippou, "WHAT!? A BABYSITTER!?"
"This is an outrage! I'm over eighteen years old! I'm old enough to move out if I felt entitled to!" Miroku waves a fist at Sesshoumaru, but the youkai took no heed, simply lifting a hand he flipped his pinkie up, giving them the 'birdie'.
"She'll be here soon.. Don't blow up any other appliences.. Or each other, for that matter.." Sesshoumaru opens the door, shoving his hands into his jacket pockets and making his way towards a black T-bird.
"I can't believe this! I don't have to take this!" Inuyasha yells out towards his brother as he backs up out of the driveway. Sesshoumaru looks to his brother, his car speakers blaring punk music, and honking the hurn twice he drives off.
"GRRR!" Inuyasha growls, then throws himself down onto the sofa. Shippou sits on the back of the sofa, watching the door, tail flicking, "Do I scare the living daylights outta this one too?"
"D'uh!" Inuyasha grins, maybe this one'll be fun, like the last one they had try and 'take care of them'. After Miroku had officially grossed her out by telling her gruesome details of their past, Shippou popped up from behind the sofa, landing on her head and sent her screaming down the hall, out the door, and down the cobblestone walkway. They could hear her screams echoeing all the way down to the high school, where she stopped, took a breath, then continued.
"This'll be good, Miroku, you ready?" Inuyasha stands as he hears a car pull into the drive. Miroku nods, cracking his knuckles, he then stops, realizing Sesshoumaru had said 'she'. Hmm..
Nami looks up to the door, looking down to the paper she held in her hand she shrugs, shouldering her back pack. She had thick dark indigo colored hair that was tied into two pig tails by two black ribbons. She looked about nineteen, maybe twenty years old, with bright red eyes and deathly white skin. She wore a white sweater, a silver belt wrapping around ontop of it, it being about four inches thick with large loop holes. She had a pair of flair legged hip hugger jeans and a pair of black velvet skateboarder sneakers on her feet. She looked human enough.
She lifts a hand, then wraps her knuckles on the door. Inuyasha gives Miroku the cue, then he approaches the door, sliding it to the side he automatically bows, extending a hand he takes hers, pressing a kiss to the back of it, "Welcome to our humble abode.."
"Thanks, you must be Miroku.. I was warned about you.. And you too, Inuyasha," she looks towards the hanyou as he absently sticks his finger in his ear, wiggling it slightly to signal Shippou to attack. As he leaps, she reaches out, grabbing him by the tail just as he was an inch away from her head, and she lifts him to eye level.
"You're Shippou, huh? Knew you'd be the one to attack.. I've got three cats at home.. I know all the tricks.." she drops him in Inuyasha's lap, hearing a slight eep of squirmishness she grins. These kids would be interesting to watch, too bad it was late.
"May I ask your name, young woman?" Miroku steps up behind her, supressing the urge to stroke that lovely behind facing him. She turns, lifting a brow she blinks, "Oh! My name's Nami."
"Such a lovely name," he steps up right behind her, allowing one hand to rest on her hip, then move back to brush against her rear. She jerks slightly, then automatically, spins around, decking him across the jaw and sending him flying through the hallway and into the kitchen, a few pots and pans falling over his head.
Inuyasha feels a droplet of sweat trickle down the back of his neck. She was a force to be reckoned with. She sits down and stretches her arms, "Well, it's almost nine o'clock. You three need to get to bed."
"No one orders me around," Inuyasha mumbles. Miroku knew better, and makes his way towards his room. Nami tugs Inuyasha's ear, pulling him into his room she lets it go, administering a boot to his rear and sending him spread eagle onto the ground, an indignant expression appearing on his face, a mixture of shock and humiliation would be the proper description of it.
"You'll get ready for bed, or I'll rip those little mutt ears off your head and serve them to my cats for a toy.. Got it mutt man?" she then makes her way down the stairs once again, finding Shippou she picks him up, tossing him into the room as well, "You too, shorty."
"Ya big bully!" Shippou chucks a wailing mushroom at her, only to have her duck, swatting her hand and sending it flying back at him and causing him to flip over a few times, crashing into a wall. Inuyasha lifts his hand, turning sideways in slight shock and watching Shippou slide down the wall in a shlump. He slowly turns his gaze towards their babysitter, seeing her standing in the doorway he jumps up, racing into his bathroom he starts to prepare for sleep. She grins, then turning she shutting the door behind her.
"My gods!" Inuyasha sits on the toilet seat cover, head in his hands. She was psycho! He shakes his head, his day just went from bad, to worse. He peels off his shirt then kicks off his pants, grabbing a pair of sweat pants he jumps onto his bed, seeing Shippou trying to crawl out of his kimono top he snickers softly. What a dope!
Shippou finally manages to remove his top and grabs a kid sized fox suit pj set. It had the little feet, the ears, even the little poofy tail to trail behind him, though he simply cut a hole through it to allow his own tail to sway back and forth. He looks up at Inuyasha, climbing up beside him he curls up into a small puff ball at his feet. Inuyasha watches him, then pulls out his Geometry book, opening it he starts on some homework. After about an hour or so he snaps the book shut, looking upwards he closes his eyes, sleep slowly overtaking his senses, and he slumps to the side.
He could see something in front of him. A young woman stood there, a thick wave of forest green hair shifting behind her. She was surrounded with black smoke, it swirling about her, hiding her entire form from view. Her eyes glowed a soft pastel green, and her skin, when the smoke would separate, he could see was a light green as well. She appeared to be about twenty years old, maybe eighteen. She had nothing on, much to Inuyasha's surprise, and she appeared to have her arms outspread, as if welcoming him. Wanting him to come to her. He slowly steps towards her, one foot in front of the other. It was so cold, he shudders, hugging his arms to his bare chest.
"Inu.. Ya.. Sha.." it was a low whisper, sending a chill up his spine. He looks towards the girl in front of him. It was so strange, she was floating in mid air, the black smoke swirling around her tighter, and tighter.
"Who.. Who are you? What do you want from me?" he shudders again, watching her, the wind picking up and sending his silvery white hair in a flutter about him, the two tendrils that rest across his chest rising to make their home in his mouth.
"My.. Name is.. Misae.." her whispery voice sent his ears back on top of his head. It reminded him of some kind of ghost story. He watches her as she extends a hand towards him, "I am here.. To show.. You the.. Truth.."
"The truth? The truth about what?" he was still lost as to what was going on. He watches her as she lowers to the ground. A soft, almost droplet like, sound plips as she lands on one foot, the other following slowly. He squints his eyes, seeing she did have something on, a thin layer of dark green see-through lace was over her body, covering just enough to leave some to the imagination.
"The truth.. About your.. Inner child.." she reaches towards him, long, twig like fingers extending and brushing his bare shoulder. He blinks, it was surprisingly warm, and a shock from the ice cold air hanging about him. He looks over to her, eyes wide as her hair suddenly wraps around them both, and the color green took over his senses. He could smell so many flowers, so many different, sweet aromas. He closes his eyes, then suddenly his feet were no longer on cold, solid granite.
He felt grass slip up in between his toes, the feeling of dirt under his feet causing his eyes to slowly open. Blinking as the light blurrs his vision temporarily, he looks about him. Trees filled with pink sakura blossoms form a walkway down a small cobble stone path. Bushes of white and red roses blooming just past the trees. He looks up, the sky a bright cornflower blue and a few clouds lazily rolling past.
"Where.. Am I?" he looks towards the path as he continues to walk, realizing he wasn't wearing his sweatpants anymore. He looks down, seeing a pair of samurai white pants, a dark red kimono top wrapping about his chest, a dark red belt wrapped about his waist and causing the top to sag slightly and reveal the slender chest he had underneath. He lifts a hand, seeing he had sharper claws than before, and he had his sword resting on his hip.
"What's going on!?" he yells out.
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Whoah.. That was a COOL chapter! What do ya think about the babysitter? Mean enough for all you little kiddies!? Bwahahahaha! Ahem.. Anyway, I particularly like Misae right now. If you haven't figured out what's going on yet, than you're not exactly the brightest crayon in the crayola box, now are ya? Heh heh.. I hope you enjoyed the second chapter. I'm sorry it took so long for me to update, but I'm already working on Chapter three! It's going to be a whole lot better, and maybe even longer than this one.. So, I hope you all enjoy this! I've been writing it during school, since that's where I get all my good ideas, so it might take a while to transfer all the goodies here.. Heh heh.. Hope you like the next chapter.. CUZ SESSHOMARU GET'S SOOOOOOO EMBARASSED! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! *thunder and lightning explode behind her* Uh.. =o.o=.. Ehem..*waves a hand and the cardboard clouds, poster board thunder sound maker, and flashlight fall in a heap behind her* Eh heh heh.. *kicks them away* Any way, stick around for the next chapter!
Next Chpater : Chapter Three : Ghostly Girls!
Seeya there, folks!
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