Disclaimer: If I did own Inuyasha, the english version would be changed back to weekdays, and would also stay on saturdays! HAHAHAHA!
I would like to thank the people who reviewed for me during my looooonnnnnnggggg abscence. (You know who you are). I know I haven't updated in sooo long, and im soooo sorry. There was just that new story (pleez read it, its called Faces Behind the Mirror). And I found some other crap on my computer that I redid (ill post them later).
However, I do have some good news. I wrote the rest of the chapters in my notebook, and I thought of the best, but corniest (well maybe) ending known to man kind! I'm dead serious. I was reading it, and I was like... woa, this is like the ending, or finale to a TV show that was good, but had a corny ending (like friends )
One last thing. I would like to thank Hikariko, for reviewing 3 times, and urging me to update. Thank you, I admire your determination, and faith in me. (Wow, I have a fan, I'm like... like harry potter in diagon alley. Woa)
No more babbling, on with the chapter!
Haunting of Youkai Castle
by Usagi Kurari
Chapter 17
The moon shined in through that single window. It illuminated the entire room, but reflected off one single object. Kagome stared at the mirror in her hands. It looked just like any old mirror that you might stare at yourself in.
If it was just a silly old mirror, then why did Sango give it to her? Kagome flipped the mirror over in her hands, maybe trying to find something. No luck. She looked down to the unconscious Sango on the floor, but now at her side, was the concerned Miroku. He picked up Sango, and held her in his arms, cradling her. Kagome smiled. A moment like this made her want to...
Want her to take a picture.
Yes, it was a Kodak moment.
Anyway, Miroku stared down at the young woman in his arms. The woman he had grown to love over the past few weeks. He shook her, hoping she would wake up. He shook her harder.
Still didn't wake up.
He resulted to slapping her (which he felt so guilty about).
Still didn't wake up.
Miroku looked at his free hand and smiled. He moved it down.
Down to the deepest, fragile part of a woman's body.
Kagome followed the hand all the way down, until it reached Sango's butt. The hand started to lightly rub. Not even a second later, Miroku had a hand print on his face.
Well, at least Sango was awake.
"Hey Sango," Kagome said, trying to act as cheerful as possible. She collapsed onto her knees to get at eye length with her friend. "What happened."
Sango held her head. "It's... it's pretty much a blank. The last thing I remember is being in Miroku's room, and then...
...and then...
...then that boy appeared. That's it. There was a boy."
Kagome leaned closer. "What did the boy look like? Come on, try to remember."
Sango stared at the wall. "Well, he looked a lot... he looked a lot like Kohaku."
"Kohaku?"
"Yeah, my younger brother."
"Well," Kagome urged on. "What happened next?"
"That's all I can remember. It's not like I know how I got here in the first place. Speaking of which... how did I get here?"
It was Miroku's turn to speak. "You kind of lead us here."
Sango stared at the perverted man with a confused look in her eyes. "What do you mean I lead you here? I don't even know where here is!"
"Well," Kagome said, trying to bring up the subject of the mirror. "You handed this to me."
"Can I see that?" Sango asked. Kagome nodded and handed the mirror over. Sango turned it over, just as Kagome had, trying to recognize it. "It doesn't look familiar to me at all."
It was now Miroku's turn to hold the mirror. He yanked it from Sango's hand. "Maybe Kaede knows what it is."
"I doubt it," Sango said, remembering the incident with Kaede.
"You're right," Miroku said, placing his hand on his chin. "Bad idea." The three friends sat in silence for a few moments before Kagome stood up, and placed the mirror back on the stand where it was before.
"I think its for the best if we just leave it here," she said. Sango and Miroku nodded and agreement and started out of the room.
But the world of the dead does not rest until there duties are satisfied, and a two certain ghosts aren't through with their business.
Quite yet.
The door closed suddenly, almost catching Kagome's head in the process. She jiggled the knob, but it was bolted shut. Sango backed away from the door, and sat on the bed. It was like Miroku's room all over again. Sango felt those same chills running up and down her spine. Her breath seemed like fog, and her knuckles were turning blue. The room started to fade out around her. Her vision was fogging up. The last thing she saw before she completely blacked out was Miroku rushing over to her side.
"Sango, Sango!" Miroku called out. He rushed over just as she fell over onto her back. "What's wrong?"
"Miroku," Kagome called out with a shaky voice.
"Not now Kagome. Sango, are you okay?"
"Miroku."
"Sango, are you awake?"
"Miroku!"
"Yes Kagome." Miroku turned around, and saw why Kagome was so nervous.
The mirror that was once on the stand was floating by itself.
"Kagome,"
"Yes?"
"When I say 3, we are going to dash out of here is fast as possible. Okay?"
"Sure."
"Ready...three!" and with that, Kagome and Miroku, (along with Sango flung over Miroku's shoulder) headed for the door, Surprisingly, it was unlocked, and they were able to get out.
Sango's eyes fluttered open, and she stared at her surroundings. Even though her eyesight was still a little hazy, she could recognize where she was. Somehow, she had gotten to her room. Sango sat up in her bed, but quickly laid back down. She felt really light-headed still. 'What in gods name happened?' she thought to herself. Soon after, Miroku and Kagome checked into her room, and found that Sango was awake. They rushed over to the bed, and kneeled down beside it.
"Hey Sango," Kagome said first. "How are you feeling?"
"How long was I out?" Sango asked.
"About 5 hours," Miroku said.
Sango cursed to herself before speaking up again. "Could you guys leave?" she asked her two friends. "I just need to rest." Kagome and Miroku both nodded, and left, closing the door behind them. She closed her eyes again, trying to fall back asleep.
But sleep never came.
A breeze entered the room, and started to circle around Sango's "sleeping" form. She brought her knees up to her chest, trying to keep warm, but the breeze made goosebumps form on her arms and legs. She pulled the blanket more closely around her, but her teeth started to chatter, and she started to shake. 'Why is it so cold?' The only logical (and non-spooky) explanation she could think of was somebody opened a window. Sango forced herself up, and out of bed, her still feeling light-headed, and went over to the window.
It was closed.
She shrugged her shoulders, and went back into bed. However, before she was able to close her eyes, something caught her eye.
The blue mirror from earlier was lying on her bed.
Sango practically fell out of bed. She backed away slowly from the mirror. What did that fucking mirror want with her? Gathering up all her courage, she crawled to the mirror, and touched it with a finger. After tapping it, she quickly jumped back. Seeing nothing happened, she touched it again, only this time, she was able to pick it up. She stared at her reflection in the mirror. 'Man, I really need more sleep,' she thought to herself.
Suddenly, the mirror started to vibrate in her hands. Sango let go of the mirror, half expecting it to fall. However, it did the exact opposite.
Just like before, it started to float on its own.
Sango opened her mouth to let out a scream, but nothing seemed to come out. She tried to call for Miroku and Kagome, but her voice was long gone. She closed her eyes, and ducked under the blanket, hoping for it to be a bad dream. She peeked out from over the blanket again, but saw something that just paralyzed her whole body.
Around the mirror, something started to take shape. A blinding white light. Sango watched in horror as a shape of a young girl began to take form. The white light soon started to fade, and the little girl was clearly visible. She was very pale, and had very light blue hair. She was dressed all in white, and her small, ghoulish hands held the mirror.
"Get away," Sango said, finally able to use her voice. "Get away!" Sango screamed those last two words, and threw the first thing she could get her hands on, which happened to be a pillow, at the ghoulish little girl. The pillow almost hit the girl, before it seemed to stop in midair, and go back towards Sango.
I'm gonna end it there. I know its short, but I promise to update. I swear! Anyway, I thought that Sango deserved some scares, and Kagome shouldn't have all of them.
Also, a side note, I'm not quite fond of this chapter. It was poorly done. Besides, there are only going to be like 3 more chapters left, so I won't have to worry anymore. After this story is done, I don't think I'll be doing anymore horror, unless I come up with this super, ultra, mega hot idea. Otherwise, I won't be doing anymore.
R&R pleez!
I would like to thank the people who reviewed for me during my looooonnnnnnggggg abscence. (You know who you are). I know I haven't updated in sooo long, and im soooo sorry. There was just that new story (pleez read it, its called Faces Behind the Mirror). And I found some other crap on my computer that I redid (ill post them later).
However, I do have some good news. I wrote the rest of the chapters in my notebook, and I thought of the best, but corniest (well maybe) ending known to man kind! I'm dead serious. I was reading it, and I was like... woa, this is like the ending, or finale to a TV show that was good, but had a corny ending (like friends )
One last thing. I would like to thank Hikariko, for reviewing 3 times, and urging me to update. Thank you, I admire your determination, and faith in me. (Wow, I have a fan, I'm like... like harry potter in diagon alley. Woa)
No more babbling, on with the chapter!
Haunting of Youkai Castle
by Usagi Kurari
Chapter 17
The moon shined in through that single window. It illuminated the entire room, but reflected off one single object. Kagome stared at the mirror in her hands. It looked just like any old mirror that you might stare at yourself in.
If it was just a silly old mirror, then why did Sango give it to her? Kagome flipped the mirror over in her hands, maybe trying to find something. No luck. She looked down to the unconscious Sango on the floor, but now at her side, was the concerned Miroku. He picked up Sango, and held her in his arms, cradling her. Kagome smiled. A moment like this made her want to...
Want her to take a picture.
Yes, it was a Kodak moment.
Anyway, Miroku stared down at the young woman in his arms. The woman he had grown to love over the past few weeks. He shook her, hoping she would wake up. He shook her harder.
Still didn't wake up.
He resulted to slapping her (which he felt so guilty about).
Still didn't wake up.
Miroku looked at his free hand and smiled. He moved it down.
Down to the deepest, fragile part of a woman's body.
Kagome followed the hand all the way down, until it reached Sango's butt. The hand started to lightly rub. Not even a second later, Miroku had a hand print on his face.
Well, at least Sango was awake.
"Hey Sango," Kagome said, trying to act as cheerful as possible. She collapsed onto her knees to get at eye length with her friend. "What happened."
Sango held her head. "It's... it's pretty much a blank. The last thing I remember is being in Miroku's room, and then...
...and then...
...then that boy appeared. That's it. There was a boy."
Kagome leaned closer. "What did the boy look like? Come on, try to remember."
Sango stared at the wall. "Well, he looked a lot... he looked a lot like Kohaku."
"Kohaku?"
"Yeah, my younger brother."
"Well," Kagome urged on. "What happened next?"
"That's all I can remember. It's not like I know how I got here in the first place. Speaking of which... how did I get here?"
It was Miroku's turn to speak. "You kind of lead us here."
Sango stared at the perverted man with a confused look in her eyes. "What do you mean I lead you here? I don't even know where here is!"
"Well," Kagome said, trying to bring up the subject of the mirror. "You handed this to me."
"Can I see that?" Sango asked. Kagome nodded and handed the mirror over. Sango turned it over, just as Kagome had, trying to recognize it. "It doesn't look familiar to me at all."
It was now Miroku's turn to hold the mirror. He yanked it from Sango's hand. "Maybe Kaede knows what it is."
"I doubt it," Sango said, remembering the incident with Kaede.
"You're right," Miroku said, placing his hand on his chin. "Bad idea." The three friends sat in silence for a few moments before Kagome stood up, and placed the mirror back on the stand where it was before.
"I think its for the best if we just leave it here," she said. Sango and Miroku nodded and agreement and started out of the room.
But the world of the dead does not rest until there duties are satisfied, and a two certain ghosts aren't through with their business.
Quite yet.
The door closed suddenly, almost catching Kagome's head in the process. She jiggled the knob, but it was bolted shut. Sango backed away from the door, and sat on the bed. It was like Miroku's room all over again. Sango felt those same chills running up and down her spine. Her breath seemed like fog, and her knuckles were turning blue. The room started to fade out around her. Her vision was fogging up. The last thing she saw before she completely blacked out was Miroku rushing over to her side.
"Sango, Sango!" Miroku called out. He rushed over just as she fell over onto her back. "What's wrong?"
"Miroku," Kagome called out with a shaky voice.
"Not now Kagome. Sango, are you okay?"
"Miroku."
"Sango, are you awake?"
"Miroku!"
"Yes Kagome." Miroku turned around, and saw why Kagome was so nervous.
The mirror that was once on the stand was floating by itself.
"Kagome,"
"Yes?"
"When I say 3, we are going to dash out of here is fast as possible. Okay?"
"Sure."
"Ready...three!" and with that, Kagome and Miroku, (along with Sango flung over Miroku's shoulder) headed for the door, Surprisingly, it was unlocked, and they were able to get out.
Sango's eyes fluttered open, and she stared at her surroundings. Even though her eyesight was still a little hazy, she could recognize where she was. Somehow, she had gotten to her room. Sango sat up in her bed, but quickly laid back down. She felt really light-headed still. 'What in gods name happened?' she thought to herself. Soon after, Miroku and Kagome checked into her room, and found that Sango was awake. They rushed over to the bed, and kneeled down beside it.
"Hey Sango," Kagome said first. "How are you feeling?"
"How long was I out?" Sango asked.
"About 5 hours," Miroku said.
Sango cursed to herself before speaking up again. "Could you guys leave?" she asked her two friends. "I just need to rest." Kagome and Miroku both nodded, and left, closing the door behind them. She closed her eyes again, trying to fall back asleep.
But sleep never came.
A breeze entered the room, and started to circle around Sango's "sleeping" form. She brought her knees up to her chest, trying to keep warm, but the breeze made goosebumps form on her arms and legs. She pulled the blanket more closely around her, but her teeth started to chatter, and she started to shake. 'Why is it so cold?' The only logical (and non-spooky) explanation she could think of was somebody opened a window. Sango forced herself up, and out of bed, her still feeling light-headed, and went over to the window.
It was closed.
She shrugged her shoulders, and went back into bed. However, before she was able to close her eyes, something caught her eye.
The blue mirror from earlier was lying on her bed.
Sango practically fell out of bed. She backed away slowly from the mirror. What did that fucking mirror want with her? Gathering up all her courage, she crawled to the mirror, and touched it with a finger. After tapping it, she quickly jumped back. Seeing nothing happened, she touched it again, only this time, she was able to pick it up. She stared at her reflection in the mirror. 'Man, I really need more sleep,' she thought to herself.
Suddenly, the mirror started to vibrate in her hands. Sango let go of the mirror, half expecting it to fall. However, it did the exact opposite.
Just like before, it started to float on its own.
Sango opened her mouth to let out a scream, but nothing seemed to come out. She tried to call for Miroku and Kagome, but her voice was long gone. She closed her eyes, and ducked under the blanket, hoping for it to be a bad dream. She peeked out from over the blanket again, but saw something that just paralyzed her whole body.
Around the mirror, something started to take shape. A blinding white light. Sango watched in horror as a shape of a young girl began to take form. The white light soon started to fade, and the little girl was clearly visible. She was very pale, and had very light blue hair. She was dressed all in white, and her small, ghoulish hands held the mirror.
"Get away," Sango said, finally able to use her voice. "Get away!" Sango screamed those last two words, and threw the first thing she could get her hands on, which happened to be a pillow, at the ghoulish little girl. The pillow almost hit the girl, before it seemed to stop in midair, and go back towards Sango.
I'm gonna end it there. I know its short, but I promise to update. I swear! Anyway, I thought that Sango deserved some scares, and Kagome shouldn't have all of them.
Also, a side note, I'm not quite fond of this chapter. It was poorly done. Besides, there are only going to be like 3 more chapters left, so I won't have to worry anymore. After this story is done, I don't think I'll be doing anymore horror, unless I come up with this super, ultra, mega hot idea. Otherwise, I won't be doing anymore.
R&R pleez!