Posted: 8-18-04
Chapter 3: Shoshinsha
AN: waves happily Hi! I'm back! This is going to start having a plot soon, I promise. Well, I mean, outside of the little thing that I've been doing so far. I don't own Inuyasha. However, I do own my original characters, I guess... Well, I don't really have a copyright on them or anything, so I guess I can't do anything if you steal one, not that you'd want to. Well, I really like one that I'm about to officially introduce next chapter, most likely (we've all ready seen him), so maybe you can. It would make me mad, though. Grr.
I have decided to respond to all of my reviewers now cause... I don't know, it's fun! Anyway, now beginning a new FMP tradition:
Gamja the Wolf's Fang: Uh... Actually this is taking place in the feudal era. Wow, I'm not writing this well! It's taking place at a certain point that the storyline is going to get to, but hasn't yet. I can't say anymore though, but all will become clear eventually!
snowbrat: You'll just have to wait and see! Hee hee. Thanks for the encouragement! Everyone, actually.
Sango0808: w00t! Thanks for your reviews, I'm pretty sure it's going to get even more interesting.
nekoyasha-kirara & Irasuto: Yay!!! Thanks for the reviews!
The next morning, the girl woke up as daylight hit her face. She felt much better, even more than she had the day before, but trying to see if her memory had recovered any proved to be hopeless. The only thing that really was standing out to her was that boy she had seen when Tatsuya had taken her outside. Who was he?
She tried to stand up to see if she was feeling well enough to support herself, but dropped back to her knees when she felt that she still didn't have the strength for it. She lay back down and began thinking. She wasn't really sure what there was for her to think about, since she only had about a week's worth of memories, but she began recollecting the time she had been having.
Tatsuya was really a very kind old man, she thought. A little strange, but very open hearted. He was even calling her the name of his dead daughter, for heaven's sake. She wondered what that girl was like, and then started wondering what she had been like before whatever injury had led her to being here and not knowing a thing.
A few tears managed to stream down her cheeks before she turned her thoughts to other things. What little she had seen of the village the day before was beautiful. "I wonder how long I'll end up staying here," she said to herself. "Does this place even have a name? I should ask Tatsuya-jiisan the next time I see him."
For some reason, her mind suddenly went back to the young man she had made eye contact with. Why did this keep on happening? She was fairly certain that they hadn't met before, as he didn't jar any memories, but anything was possible, she supposed. She had thought about him many times since they had seen each other, and every time, after feeling uncomfortable, she would try to turn her thoughts onto remembering her past. This never worked, however.
"Hello?" she heard a voice say. "Tatsuya-san said he had some business outside of the village this morning and that I was supposed to come in and check on you." A woman entered the room, wearing a blue kimono and holding a bowl of some unknown food. She had long, black hair, and was very thin. "I'm Izumi, I live in the next home on the right," she commented, bringing the bowl over to her.
She peered inside. It looked like rice with a few vegetables cooked in with it, something that Tatsuya hadn't given her before. "Thank you."
"So, what's your name?" the woman asked, watching her with a smile.
"Well, Tatsuya-jiisan calls me Tai, but I don't really know what my real name is."
Izumi smiled. "Ah, yes," she said. "You do sort of look like she did."
"Oh," Tai said, looking at her inquisitively. "You knew her?"
"Well, not very well. I was only a very small girl when the demon attacked, and she was a young woman."
"I see. So, how old are you?"
"I'm twenty-three," Izumi answered. "The demon attacked Shoshinsha a little over twenty years ago, so as you can see..."
"Is that the name of this village?" she interrupted, seeming confused.
"Tatsuya-san didn't tell you? That's surprising!"
"No, he didn't. I guess he didn't want to overload me with too much information since I can't remember anything about myself."
Izumi smiled softly. "Well, this is the village of Shoshinsha. We're all glad to have you here!"
Tai ate a bit out of the bowl before speaking again. "Did you lose anyone in the attack?"
"No," she answered. "My parents did die a few years later, though, after my brother was born."
"You have a brother?" Tai asked, feeling interested in learning more about the people of this village. "What's he like?"
"He's five years younger than me," Izumi said, seeming to laugh a little. "Actually, he mentioned seeing you yesterday while he was coming home from an errand, but I don't know if you've been properly introduced."
She gasped slightly. Could this be the same boy that she had locked eyes with?
Apparently, the look on her face was a strange one, because Izumi suddenly asked, "Is everything all right?"
"Uh, yes," Tai answered, smiling. "Just thinking, is all."
"Well, I should probably get going. Tatsuya should be back early this afternoon, and he can return the bowl to me, then."
"All right," she answered. "Thank you."
"Don't mention it!" Izumi replied happily. "I'm glad to do it! I'll see you later!" With that, she left the room, leaving Tai by herself with the food.
"I wonder..." she muttered to herself, before she dug into the rice.
AN: o.O Well, I just totally invented a character I never intended on having in my original plans. She just kind of showed up as I was writing this... I like her though. I guess I've got another original character, now... Oh well, such is the life of an author! Please review, and I'll update as soon as I can. Actually, I've got college coming up and I'm on vacation (yay, Document Manager/ QuickEdit), so I don't know if it'll be a very soon update, but it will happen, I swear! But if my updates go down the tube, it's due to my ever increasing schedule.
Chapter 3: Shoshinsha
AN: waves happily Hi! I'm back! This is going to start having a plot soon, I promise. Well, I mean, outside of the little thing that I've been doing so far. I don't own Inuyasha. However, I do own my original characters, I guess... Well, I don't really have a copyright on them or anything, so I guess I can't do anything if you steal one, not that you'd want to. Well, I really like one that I'm about to officially introduce next chapter, most likely (we've all ready seen him), so maybe you can. It would make me mad, though. Grr.
I have decided to respond to all of my reviewers now cause... I don't know, it's fun! Anyway, now beginning a new FMP tradition:
Gamja the Wolf's Fang: Uh... Actually this is taking place in the feudal era. Wow, I'm not writing this well! It's taking place at a certain point that the storyline is going to get to, but hasn't yet. I can't say anymore though, but all will become clear eventually!
snowbrat: You'll just have to wait and see! Hee hee. Thanks for the encouragement! Everyone, actually.
Sango0808: w00t! Thanks for your reviews, I'm pretty sure it's going to get even more interesting.
nekoyasha-kirara & Irasuto: Yay!!! Thanks for the reviews!
The next morning, the girl woke up as daylight hit her face. She felt much better, even more than she had the day before, but trying to see if her memory had recovered any proved to be hopeless. The only thing that really was standing out to her was that boy she had seen when Tatsuya had taken her outside. Who was he?
She tried to stand up to see if she was feeling well enough to support herself, but dropped back to her knees when she felt that she still didn't have the strength for it. She lay back down and began thinking. She wasn't really sure what there was for her to think about, since she only had about a week's worth of memories, but she began recollecting the time she had been having.
Tatsuya was really a very kind old man, she thought. A little strange, but very open hearted. He was even calling her the name of his dead daughter, for heaven's sake. She wondered what that girl was like, and then started wondering what she had been like before whatever injury had led her to being here and not knowing a thing.
A few tears managed to stream down her cheeks before she turned her thoughts to other things. What little she had seen of the village the day before was beautiful. "I wonder how long I'll end up staying here," she said to herself. "Does this place even have a name? I should ask Tatsuya-jiisan the next time I see him."
For some reason, her mind suddenly went back to the young man she had made eye contact with. Why did this keep on happening? She was fairly certain that they hadn't met before, as he didn't jar any memories, but anything was possible, she supposed. She had thought about him many times since they had seen each other, and every time, after feeling uncomfortable, she would try to turn her thoughts onto remembering her past. This never worked, however.
"Hello?" she heard a voice say. "Tatsuya-san said he had some business outside of the village this morning and that I was supposed to come in and check on you." A woman entered the room, wearing a blue kimono and holding a bowl of some unknown food. She had long, black hair, and was very thin. "I'm Izumi, I live in the next home on the right," she commented, bringing the bowl over to her.
She peered inside. It looked like rice with a few vegetables cooked in with it, something that Tatsuya hadn't given her before. "Thank you."
"So, what's your name?" the woman asked, watching her with a smile.
"Well, Tatsuya-jiisan calls me Tai, but I don't really know what my real name is."
Izumi smiled. "Ah, yes," she said. "You do sort of look like she did."
"Oh," Tai said, looking at her inquisitively. "You knew her?"
"Well, not very well. I was only a very small girl when the demon attacked, and she was a young woman."
"I see. So, how old are you?"
"I'm twenty-three," Izumi answered. "The demon attacked Shoshinsha a little over twenty years ago, so as you can see..."
"Is that the name of this village?" she interrupted, seeming confused.
"Tatsuya-san didn't tell you? That's surprising!"
"No, he didn't. I guess he didn't want to overload me with too much information since I can't remember anything about myself."
Izumi smiled softly. "Well, this is the village of Shoshinsha. We're all glad to have you here!"
Tai ate a bit out of the bowl before speaking again. "Did you lose anyone in the attack?"
"No," she answered. "My parents did die a few years later, though, after my brother was born."
"You have a brother?" Tai asked, feeling interested in learning more about the people of this village. "What's he like?"
"He's five years younger than me," Izumi said, seeming to laugh a little. "Actually, he mentioned seeing you yesterday while he was coming home from an errand, but I don't know if you've been properly introduced."
She gasped slightly. Could this be the same boy that she had locked eyes with?
Apparently, the look on her face was a strange one, because Izumi suddenly asked, "Is everything all right?"
"Uh, yes," Tai answered, smiling. "Just thinking, is all."
"Well, I should probably get going. Tatsuya should be back early this afternoon, and he can return the bowl to me, then."
"All right," she answered. "Thank you."
"Don't mention it!" Izumi replied happily. "I'm glad to do it! I'll see you later!" With that, she left the room, leaving Tai by herself with the food.
"I wonder..." she muttered to herself, before she dug into the rice.
AN: o.O Well, I just totally invented a character I never intended on having in my original plans. She just kind of showed up as I was writing this... I like her though. I guess I've got another original character, now... Oh well, such is the life of an author! Please review, and I'll update as soon as I can. Actually, I've got college coming up and I'm on vacation (yay, Document Manager/ QuickEdit), so I don't know if it'll be a very soon update, but it will happen, I swear! But if my updates go down the tube, it's due to my ever increasing schedule.