The WacDnoald's restaurant was open twenty-four hours a
day, seven days a week. This was very fortunate as it was
about one o'clock Tuesday morning. It seemed that Kouga had
developed a case of the munchies when he fought and defeated
Shimoka and Frostbyte. So he and Kagura, who was on the
verge of death, headed to the fast food joint to get some
burgers.
They sat across from each other. They were the only two customers in the entire building. Kagura had a simple salad, and Kouga had about a dozen different burgers. One thought crossed Kagura's mind as she watched him eat.
(What, are we suddenly in DBZ?)
The night was obviously not going to go anywhere, so Kagura decided that she should just go home. But as she stood up to leave, Kouga stopped her. "I don't think you should go back out there," he said.
"You don't expect me to stay here all night, do you?" she snapped.
Kouga smiled. "Of course not. I think that you should spend the night at my cave." When he realized that what he just said implied something totally uncalled for, he tried to cover it up with stuttering jumbles of words, of which did little good. But he did make her laugh, which was a good thing. At least she still could...
"You're right," she said. Then she decided now would be the best time to tell him how she felt about him. Unfortunately she couldn't find the best words, so she just simplified it to, "Thank you."
Kouga looked up at her with a mouthful of WacBurger, chewed, swallowed, and said, "No problem. Those ice demons weren't exactly what they made themselves out to be."
"No," she said, taking his hands in hers, "I meant thank you for everything." Kouga was confused. He didn't quite understand what she was talking about. Maybe that attack by the ice demons left her a little...
"You're welcome," he said, smiling. "Are you full?" She nodded. "Then come on, we should get back home and get some sleep." He finished his last burger and he carried her back to the cave.
The morning came incredibly slowly for InuYasha and his friends. Last night had traumatized them greatly. Screams of pain had come from Kagome's room at around midnight. InuYasha dashed at near the speed of light to her aid, but it was already too late. She lay in bed, cut up pretty badly. Her assailant had already left by the time he had gotten there.
InuYasha and Miroku were sitting in the emergency waiting room of the hospital, waiting for the others to arrive. The doctors said that Kagome would survive, and that she was very lucky to have been brought to the hospital as fast as she had. But InuYasha still felt incredibly guilty that he wasn't there to protect her.
"Don't feel so bad," Miroku comforted. "It was just a freak accident. And besides, the doctors say that she'll be fine."
"But what if she hadn't survived?" InuYasha said so quietly that Miroku almost couldn't hear him. "What if her attacker had killed her?" His friend couldn't answer his question. "When I find who did this to her," he continued, "I will slaughter him."
"Killing her attacker won't set things right," Miroku warned. "You should stop being so rash. It will end up really screwing you over."
"I don't care!" InuYasha exclaimed, jumping out of his seat and drawing attention from the nurses and other patients. "Kagome could've died last night, and I will not rest until her attacker has been stopped!"
"Although your intentions seem good, they will not improve Kagome's condition. I suggest that you take a more calm approach to this." InuYasha glared at Miroku. He couldn't understand why he was against shedding the blood of the monster that did this to poor Kagome. She was lying in a hospital bed, hooked up to all sorts of life preserving equipment, probably dying, and the doctors wouldn't even know it...
"I know you're upset," Miroku said, breaking the straining silence between them. "But you must calm yourself down before you make a move on this attacker."
"You're right," InuYasha said, sitting down. "Miroku, I'm sorry for yelling at you."
"It's completely understandable."
At that moment, more of their friends arrived. Shippou and the rest of Kagura's band had come back from their little concert with the emperor early that morning. Kanna, Kohaku and Hakudoushi had already gone back to their home, and were shocked to find no one there. Sango, Shippou, Sesshoumaru and Juuroumaru arrived at the hospital.
"How is she?" Sango asked.
Miroku got up and walked over to her. "She's okay," he explained. "At least that's what the doctors say. She was beat up pretty badly."
The nurse came in, and told them that they could see Kagome now. So the six of them went into her room, and as InuYasha had suspected, she was hooked up to all sorts of life support systems. Her blood pressure was being monitored; her heartbeat was being recorded. The sight was almost too much for him to handle.
Kagome opened her eyes. Seeing these familiar faces overflowed her with emotions. She began to tear up as InuYasha took a seat at her side. He put his hand on her cheek, and stroked it gently. "Hey," he smiled, "How's it goin'?"
She could barely bring herself to speak, but she had to. InuYasha and the rest of her friends had to know the horrible truth as to who did this to her. "My attacker," she stuttered, but InuYasha silenced her.
"Let's not worry about that now," he said. But Kagome was really stubborn when it came to these sorts of things.
"But, I have to tell you," she whispered in a pitch so low that only the demons in the room could hear her. "It was," she stopped. She couldn't bring herself to say it. But she had to. "It was..."
"Jakotsu!" Bankotsu yelled. "Come on!" Jakotsu, who was busy ogling the models on the health posters, was suddenly yanked out of his thoughts by his friend. "The nurse says we can see Kikyou now."
Kikyou had had a similar night to that of Kagome. A mysterious attacker had come in and almost killed her. The entire village had been left in an uproar. Kikyou was, after all, a sort of celebrity in her little village. She was rushed to the emergency room and treated immediately. If she had not gotten there in the time that she had, she would have certainly died.
The doctors who had treated her wounds had also made an interesting discovery. For the past few weeks Kikyou had been really moody for no good reason, and was often sick in the morning. Bankotsu and Jakotsu just brushed it off as stress or the flu. However, Renkotsu and Mukotsu were a little more in tune with their surroundings. It was just as they had thought.
Jakotsu and Bankotsu entered Kikyou's room. She was hooked up to life support systems in a similar way to Kagome, but her condition was far more critical. They took seats on either side of her and waited for the doctor to bring them the news.
"She looks so calm," Jakotsu whispered. "It's really creepy."
Bankotsu chuckled, "I know what you mean. She's not yelling at us, so you know something's wrong." His forced smile finally gave way.
"Don't worry," Jakotsu comforted. "She'll be okay. I bet this is just another day for her."
"You're probably right." Bankotsu sighed. "She's definitely a fighter..." He trailed off.
It was that moment the doctor showed up. "Which one of you is Jakotsu?" he asked. When he got his answer, he gave a little shudder, but quickly disguised it as a shiver.
"Smooth," Jakotsu muttered. "So is she going to be okay?"
The doctor smiled. "She's going to be fine,"
"Then what's this 'news' that's so important?" Bankotsu inquired.
The doctor's smile grew wider. "This is the part of the job I like the most." He took Jakotsu's hand, shook it, and said, "Congratulations."
Jakotsu just stared at him with a blank face. "What do you mean, 'congratulations'?"
"I mean," the doctor said, still with that goofy grin on his face, "Congratulations on yours and Kikyou's new child."
Jakotsu's eye began to twitch. "You mean," he stuttered, and pointed to Kikyou. The doctor nodded, and Jakotsu fainted dead away. Bankotsu, however, still hadn't pieced everything together. Then it hit him like a ton of bricks, and he went down for the count as well. The doctor just continued to smile.
(Can't wait to see what Kikyou'll think about this...)
They sat across from each other. They were the only two customers in the entire building. Kagura had a simple salad, and Kouga had about a dozen different burgers. One thought crossed Kagura's mind as she watched him eat.
(What, are we suddenly in DBZ?)
The night was obviously not going to go anywhere, so Kagura decided that she should just go home. But as she stood up to leave, Kouga stopped her. "I don't think you should go back out there," he said.
"You don't expect me to stay here all night, do you?" she snapped.
Kouga smiled. "Of course not. I think that you should spend the night at my cave." When he realized that what he just said implied something totally uncalled for, he tried to cover it up with stuttering jumbles of words, of which did little good. But he did make her laugh, which was a good thing. At least she still could...
"You're right," she said. Then she decided now would be the best time to tell him how she felt about him. Unfortunately she couldn't find the best words, so she just simplified it to, "Thank you."
Kouga looked up at her with a mouthful of WacBurger, chewed, swallowed, and said, "No problem. Those ice demons weren't exactly what they made themselves out to be."
"No," she said, taking his hands in hers, "I meant thank you for everything." Kouga was confused. He didn't quite understand what she was talking about. Maybe that attack by the ice demons left her a little...
"You're welcome," he said, smiling. "Are you full?" She nodded. "Then come on, we should get back home and get some sleep." He finished his last burger and he carried her back to the cave.
The morning came incredibly slowly for InuYasha and his friends. Last night had traumatized them greatly. Screams of pain had come from Kagome's room at around midnight. InuYasha dashed at near the speed of light to her aid, but it was already too late. She lay in bed, cut up pretty badly. Her assailant had already left by the time he had gotten there.
InuYasha and Miroku were sitting in the emergency waiting room of the hospital, waiting for the others to arrive. The doctors said that Kagome would survive, and that she was very lucky to have been brought to the hospital as fast as she had. But InuYasha still felt incredibly guilty that he wasn't there to protect her.
"Don't feel so bad," Miroku comforted. "It was just a freak accident. And besides, the doctors say that she'll be fine."
"But what if she hadn't survived?" InuYasha said so quietly that Miroku almost couldn't hear him. "What if her attacker had killed her?" His friend couldn't answer his question. "When I find who did this to her," he continued, "I will slaughter him."
"Killing her attacker won't set things right," Miroku warned. "You should stop being so rash. It will end up really screwing you over."
"I don't care!" InuYasha exclaimed, jumping out of his seat and drawing attention from the nurses and other patients. "Kagome could've died last night, and I will not rest until her attacker has been stopped!"
"Although your intentions seem good, they will not improve Kagome's condition. I suggest that you take a more calm approach to this." InuYasha glared at Miroku. He couldn't understand why he was against shedding the blood of the monster that did this to poor Kagome. She was lying in a hospital bed, hooked up to all sorts of life preserving equipment, probably dying, and the doctors wouldn't even know it...
"I know you're upset," Miroku said, breaking the straining silence between them. "But you must calm yourself down before you make a move on this attacker."
"You're right," InuYasha said, sitting down. "Miroku, I'm sorry for yelling at you."
"It's completely understandable."
At that moment, more of their friends arrived. Shippou and the rest of Kagura's band had come back from their little concert with the emperor early that morning. Kanna, Kohaku and Hakudoushi had already gone back to their home, and were shocked to find no one there. Sango, Shippou, Sesshoumaru and Juuroumaru arrived at the hospital.
"How is she?" Sango asked.
Miroku got up and walked over to her. "She's okay," he explained. "At least that's what the doctors say. She was beat up pretty badly."
The nurse came in, and told them that they could see Kagome now. So the six of them went into her room, and as InuYasha had suspected, she was hooked up to all sorts of life support systems. Her blood pressure was being monitored; her heartbeat was being recorded. The sight was almost too much for him to handle.
Kagome opened her eyes. Seeing these familiar faces overflowed her with emotions. She began to tear up as InuYasha took a seat at her side. He put his hand on her cheek, and stroked it gently. "Hey," he smiled, "How's it goin'?"
She could barely bring herself to speak, but she had to. InuYasha and the rest of her friends had to know the horrible truth as to who did this to her. "My attacker," she stuttered, but InuYasha silenced her.
"Let's not worry about that now," he said. But Kagome was really stubborn when it came to these sorts of things.
"But, I have to tell you," she whispered in a pitch so low that only the demons in the room could hear her. "It was," she stopped. She couldn't bring herself to say it. But she had to. "It was..."
"Jakotsu!" Bankotsu yelled. "Come on!" Jakotsu, who was busy ogling the models on the health posters, was suddenly yanked out of his thoughts by his friend. "The nurse says we can see Kikyou now."
Kikyou had had a similar night to that of Kagome. A mysterious attacker had come in and almost killed her. The entire village had been left in an uproar. Kikyou was, after all, a sort of celebrity in her little village. She was rushed to the emergency room and treated immediately. If she had not gotten there in the time that she had, she would have certainly died.
The doctors who had treated her wounds had also made an interesting discovery. For the past few weeks Kikyou had been really moody for no good reason, and was often sick in the morning. Bankotsu and Jakotsu just brushed it off as stress or the flu. However, Renkotsu and Mukotsu were a little more in tune with their surroundings. It was just as they had thought.
Jakotsu and Bankotsu entered Kikyou's room. She was hooked up to life support systems in a similar way to Kagome, but her condition was far more critical. They took seats on either side of her and waited for the doctor to bring them the news.
"She looks so calm," Jakotsu whispered. "It's really creepy."
Bankotsu chuckled, "I know what you mean. She's not yelling at us, so you know something's wrong." His forced smile finally gave way.
"Don't worry," Jakotsu comforted. "She'll be okay. I bet this is just another day for her."
"You're probably right." Bankotsu sighed. "She's definitely a fighter..." He trailed off.
It was that moment the doctor showed up. "Which one of you is Jakotsu?" he asked. When he got his answer, he gave a little shudder, but quickly disguised it as a shiver.
"Smooth," Jakotsu muttered. "So is she going to be okay?"
The doctor smiled. "She's going to be fine,"
"Then what's this 'news' that's so important?" Bankotsu inquired.
The doctor's smile grew wider. "This is the part of the job I like the most." He took Jakotsu's hand, shook it, and said, "Congratulations."
Jakotsu just stared at him with a blank face. "What do you mean, 'congratulations'?"
"I mean," the doctor said, still with that goofy grin on his face, "Congratulations on yours and Kikyou's new child."
Jakotsu's eye began to twitch. "You mean," he stuttered, and pointed to Kikyou. The doctor nodded, and Jakotsu fainted dead away. Bankotsu, however, still hadn't pieced everything together. Then it hit him like a ton of bricks, and he went down for the count as well. The doctor just continued to smile.
(Can't wait to see what Kikyou'll think about this...)