The days seemed to be getting longer as everyone waited
for an attack by the ice demons. When none seemed to be
coming, they decided to make better use of their time.
Miroku and Sango did just that. They practiced.
After a few hours of plucking guitar strings, Miroku began to get bored. Then a kinky idea popped into his head. "Sango," he said, "I-"
"We should get the whole band together," Sango interrupted, "and write a song." She glanced over at Miroku's blank expression, and then said, "Oh, I'm sorry. What were you going to say?"
Miroku shuffled his feet, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "That's just what I was going to suggest."
(Was not, you lying sack of sh-)
"Shouldn't we get going?" Miroku said quickly, interrupting his own thoughts. As he and Sango walked out the door, he whispered silently, "Maybe we can do that later..."
First they went to Nobunaga's place. His house was the usual cozy little house that was seen around the villages. The road leading up to his door hadn't a single trace of snow on it. They walked up to his house and knocked on the door. Tsuyu answered.
"Oh," she said, "Hello."
"Can Nobunaga come out and play?" Sango asked, smiling innocently.
Tsuyu shook her head. "Sorry," she said, "Not today. Nobunaga was out all last night shoveling the snow off the road. He caught a pretty bad cold."
Sango and Miroku looked at each other stunned. "Okay then," Sango said defeated. "Tell him we said 'hi'." Tsuyu nodded, closed the door and Miroku and Sango left.
Their next stop was Sesshoumaru's place, that eerie mansion thing. They walked up to the door and saw the huge gargoyle knockers. Miroku couldn't help but chuckle. When Sango asked what was so funny, he bit his tongue. They knocked, and Jaken answered the door.
"What the hell do you want?" he snapped.
"Hello to you too," Miroku said sarcastically. "Is Sesshoumaru here?"
Jaken shook his head. "No, he took Juuroumaru to some fancy auction."
(Juuroumaru couldn't quite understand why anyone in his or her right mind would want any of this useless old junk. He strolled through the room, looking at all the weird pieces of artwork and old chairs and desks. The room had that putrid smell of age all around it.
Sesshoumaru on the other hand was having a blast. Old knick-knacks were strewn about the room, and he was determined to find the one that was perfect for him. He ran around the room like a kid in a candy store. He thought all this stuff was 'classy.' Juuroumaru rolled his eyes. He thought it was a bloody waste of time.)
Miroku and Sango continued their failing journey. Nobunaga was sick; Sesshoumaru and Juuroumaru were at an auction. What next? Shippou invited to go see the emperor?
("Now," Hakudoushi said to the four other kids, "We have to be very careful when we go to the palace. It's a great honor to perform for the emperor, and I won't let you mess it up for me!")
"Maybe Kouga'll be able to play," Sango suggested. But when they arrived at his cave, Hakkaku said that Kouga was off somewhere and wanted to be alone with his thoughts.
Sango let out a big sigh as she and Miroku arrived back at their place. "What are we going to do now?" she whined. "We can't practice by ourselves."
Miroku smiled slyly. "No, but I can think of several things that a couple such as ourselves can do when they're alone together."
Sango put on a disgusted expression, paused to think for a second, and then said, while shrugging, "Okay."
Miroku frowned. "Oh, c'mon Sango!" he pleaded. "Don't you think that you've made me wait long enough?" He looked at Sango's blank expression, recalled the last thing that she said to him, smiled, and the two of them went into the bedroom.
Miroku closed the door behind him, and as he turned around, Sango shoved a bucket of cleansing products into his hands. "Have fun," she winked, and left the room and a hurt expression on Miroku's face.
With half the band gone, InuYasha and Kagome could spend more time together. So that's just what they did. They lay on the warm grass, looking up at the beautiful night sky. No clouds in sight at all. It was proving to be a peaceful, relaxing evening. Suddenly, however, Kagome sat up with a troubled expression on her face.
"What's wrong?" InuYasha asked, sitting up. He put his arm around her.
"It's just the band," Kagome sighed. "The competition is in about five months, and we haven't practiced at all."
"We still have lots of time," InuYasha smiled. "Don't worry," he said, rubbing her shoulder gently. "We'll be ready."
"And what about the ice army?" she asked meekly.
InuYasha sighed. "That problem doesn't have a solution yet." He looked into Kagome's eyes and smiled. "But I'm sure we can figure it out." He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.
"You're right," Kagome smiled, and rested her head on his shoulder. The two of them continued to look at the beautiful starry sky. Then Kagome yawned, and closed her eyes. InuYasha did the same, and the two of them lay back down.
After a few minutes of sleep, Kagome was awakened by a strange sound. She opened her eyes and looked around. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, so she shrugged it off and went back to sleep. Then she bolted upright, waking InuYasha.
"What's wrong now?" he asked.
Kagome began to tremble. She looked around them and saw several hundred strands of black wire surrounded them. InuYasha sat up and looked around. He saw nothing.
"Don't you see them?" Kagome asked. InuYasha just shrugged. She examined the strand closest to her and realized that it wasn't wire, but black hair.
(Hair...?)
"Oh my, oh me," a woman said from behind them. "What have we here? A cute little puppy and his master out for a walk?" A katana came out of nowhere and struck the area between InuYasha and Kagome, an area of about a few centimeters. They both turned their heads to see another familiar face.
Sakasagami no Yura, the hair demon they had fought and defeated so long ago, had returned. She tugged the hair strand that was attached to the katana, and it returned to her.
"It's so nice to see you again," she said. "I was afraid the last time we met would be the last time. I still want that gorgeous head of hair, dog-boy."
InuYasha leapt to his feet. "Try and take it then!" he growled. Kagome grabbed his arm and pulled him down.
"You don't have your sword with you," she hissed.
"I don't need the Tetsusaiga to beat this hairdresser's nightmare," he snapped back.
This made Yura smile. "The only reason you beat me last time was because I was careless." She stepped slowly towards them. "But I think I'm ready this time."
InuYasha leapt to his feet again and told Kagome to hide, but she protested. "Look," InuYasha said flatly, "You can't fight in unarmed combat, so what I suggest is that you hide so that you don't get hurt."
"Aww," Yura said, putting her hands up to the face. "Isn't that sweet? Dog-boy is trying to protect his bitch. Pity that I have to destroy you both." She dashed towards them and slashed at InuYasha. But she missed, as he and Kagome jumped backwards.
"Look," InuYasha yelled at Kagome, "I don't have time for this! Go and hide somewhere! It won't take me long to destroy this demon anyways."
Yura's expression changed to shock. "And just what makes you think that you can beat me?"
"I did it before, didn't I?" he snapped back.
Yura frowned. "What a rude little dog-boy," she said, waving her finger. "And I believe it was your little friend who actually defeated me. Without her, I would have cut you to ribbons."
InuYasha scoffed. "Oh really? That sounds like a challenge to me." He leapt at her, spread his fingers and attempted to slash.
"Challenge accepted," Yura smirked as she dodged the attack. She sent several strands towards her enemy and trapped him. "Remember," she taunted, "You can't see my hair, which makes this a lost battle for you." She floated over to him, until they were at eye level.
His nose began to twitch. "You smell like ice," he said quietly.
Yura smiled once again. "Gyouka brought me back to life," she whispered. "He's got other surprises in store for you as well. Pity you won't be around to see them." And with that, she thrust her katana into his chest.
Kagome looked at this sight in horror. She ran over to them, but was blocked by a wall of hair.
"Don't try to spoil my fun," Yura snapped at her. "Once I have collect his beautiful hair, yours will be next." She raised her katana to his neck, and prepared to cut his throat.
After a few hours of plucking guitar strings, Miroku began to get bored. Then a kinky idea popped into his head. "Sango," he said, "I-"
"We should get the whole band together," Sango interrupted, "and write a song." She glanced over at Miroku's blank expression, and then said, "Oh, I'm sorry. What were you going to say?"
Miroku shuffled his feet, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "That's just what I was going to suggest."
(Was not, you lying sack of sh-)
"Shouldn't we get going?" Miroku said quickly, interrupting his own thoughts. As he and Sango walked out the door, he whispered silently, "Maybe we can do that later..."
First they went to Nobunaga's place. His house was the usual cozy little house that was seen around the villages. The road leading up to his door hadn't a single trace of snow on it. They walked up to his house and knocked on the door. Tsuyu answered.
"Oh," she said, "Hello."
"Can Nobunaga come out and play?" Sango asked, smiling innocently.
Tsuyu shook her head. "Sorry," she said, "Not today. Nobunaga was out all last night shoveling the snow off the road. He caught a pretty bad cold."
Sango and Miroku looked at each other stunned. "Okay then," Sango said defeated. "Tell him we said 'hi'." Tsuyu nodded, closed the door and Miroku and Sango left.
Their next stop was Sesshoumaru's place, that eerie mansion thing. They walked up to the door and saw the huge gargoyle knockers. Miroku couldn't help but chuckle. When Sango asked what was so funny, he bit his tongue. They knocked, and Jaken answered the door.
"What the hell do you want?" he snapped.
"Hello to you too," Miroku said sarcastically. "Is Sesshoumaru here?"
Jaken shook his head. "No, he took Juuroumaru to some fancy auction."
(Juuroumaru couldn't quite understand why anyone in his or her right mind would want any of this useless old junk. He strolled through the room, looking at all the weird pieces of artwork and old chairs and desks. The room had that putrid smell of age all around it.
Sesshoumaru on the other hand was having a blast. Old knick-knacks were strewn about the room, and he was determined to find the one that was perfect for him. He ran around the room like a kid in a candy store. He thought all this stuff was 'classy.' Juuroumaru rolled his eyes. He thought it was a bloody waste of time.)
Miroku and Sango continued their failing journey. Nobunaga was sick; Sesshoumaru and Juuroumaru were at an auction. What next? Shippou invited to go see the emperor?
("Now," Hakudoushi said to the four other kids, "We have to be very careful when we go to the palace. It's a great honor to perform for the emperor, and I won't let you mess it up for me!")
"Maybe Kouga'll be able to play," Sango suggested. But when they arrived at his cave, Hakkaku said that Kouga was off somewhere and wanted to be alone with his thoughts.
Sango let out a big sigh as she and Miroku arrived back at their place. "What are we going to do now?" she whined. "We can't practice by ourselves."
Miroku smiled slyly. "No, but I can think of several things that a couple such as ourselves can do when they're alone together."
Sango put on a disgusted expression, paused to think for a second, and then said, while shrugging, "Okay."
Miroku frowned. "Oh, c'mon Sango!" he pleaded. "Don't you think that you've made me wait long enough?" He looked at Sango's blank expression, recalled the last thing that she said to him, smiled, and the two of them went into the bedroom.
Miroku closed the door behind him, and as he turned around, Sango shoved a bucket of cleansing products into his hands. "Have fun," she winked, and left the room and a hurt expression on Miroku's face.
With half the band gone, InuYasha and Kagome could spend more time together. So that's just what they did. They lay on the warm grass, looking up at the beautiful night sky. No clouds in sight at all. It was proving to be a peaceful, relaxing evening. Suddenly, however, Kagome sat up with a troubled expression on her face.
"What's wrong?" InuYasha asked, sitting up. He put his arm around her.
"It's just the band," Kagome sighed. "The competition is in about five months, and we haven't practiced at all."
"We still have lots of time," InuYasha smiled. "Don't worry," he said, rubbing her shoulder gently. "We'll be ready."
"And what about the ice army?" she asked meekly.
InuYasha sighed. "That problem doesn't have a solution yet." He looked into Kagome's eyes and smiled. "But I'm sure we can figure it out." He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.
"You're right," Kagome smiled, and rested her head on his shoulder. The two of them continued to look at the beautiful starry sky. Then Kagome yawned, and closed her eyes. InuYasha did the same, and the two of them lay back down.
After a few minutes of sleep, Kagome was awakened by a strange sound. She opened her eyes and looked around. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, so she shrugged it off and went back to sleep. Then she bolted upright, waking InuYasha.
"What's wrong now?" he asked.
Kagome began to tremble. She looked around them and saw several hundred strands of black wire surrounded them. InuYasha sat up and looked around. He saw nothing.
"Don't you see them?" Kagome asked. InuYasha just shrugged. She examined the strand closest to her and realized that it wasn't wire, but black hair.
(Hair...?)
"Oh my, oh me," a woman said from behind them. "What have we here? A cute little puppy and his master out for a walk?" A katana came out of nowhere and struck the area between InuYasha and Kagome, an area of about a few centimeters. They both turned their heads to see another familiar face.
Sakasagami no Yura, the hair demon they had fought and defeated so long ago, had returned. She tugged the hair strand that was attached to the katana, and it returned to her.
"It's so nice to see you again," she said. "I was afraid the last time we met would be the last time. I still want that gorgeous head of hair, dog-boy."
InuYasha leapt to his feet. "Try and take it then!" he growled. Kagome grabbed his arm and pulled him down.
"You don't have your sword with you," she hissed.
"I don't need the Tetsusaiga to beat this hairdresser's nightmare," he snapped back.
This made Yura smile. "The only reason you beat me last time was because I was careless." She stepped slowly towards them. "But I think I'm ready this time."
InuYasha leapt to his feet again and told Kagome to hide, but she protested. "Look," InuYasha said flatly, "You can't fight in unarmed combat, so what I suggest is that you hide so that you don't get hurt."
"Aww," Yura said, putting her hands up to the face. "Isn't that sweet? Dog-boy is trying to protect his bitch. Pity that I have to destroy you both." She dashed towards them and slashed at InuYasha. But she missed, as he and Kagome jumped backwards.
"Look," InuYasha yelled at Kagome, "I don't have time for this! Go and hide somewhere! It won't take me long to destroy this demon anyways."
Yura's expression changed to shock. "And just what makes you think that you can beat me?"
"I did it before, didn't I?" he snapped back.
Yura frowned. "What a rude little dog-boy," she said, waving her finger. "And I believe it was your little friend who actually defeated me. Without her, I would have cut you to ribbons."
InuYasha scoffed. "Oh really? That sounds like a challenge to me." He leapt at her, spread his fingers and attempted to slash.
"Challenge accepted," Yura smirked as she dodged the attack. She sent several strands towards her enemy and trapped him. "Remember," she taunted, "You can't see my hair, which makes this a lost battle for you." She floated over to him, until they were at eye level.
His nose began to twitch. "You smell like ice," he said quietly.
Yura smiled once again. "Gyouka brought me back to life," she whispered. "He's got other surprises in store for you as well. Pity you won't be around to see them." And with that, she thrust her katana into his chest.
Kagome looked at this sight in horror. She ran over to them, but was blocked by a wall of hair.
"Don't try to spoil my fun," Yura snapped at her. "Once I have collect his beautiful hair, yours will be next." She raised her katana to his neck, and prepared to cut his throat.