About a week and a half had passed since Kagura and her
band had won the Battle of the Bands competition. With a few
exceptions, the fight of her and Kouga against the two
assassins was the only fight against the ice queen and her
empire since the attempt to rescue InuYasha and Jakotsu.
OmegaNihon, ChikaraEki and Yogore no Yurikago were starting
to forget them all together. However, little did they know
that the ice demons were busying concocting another plan to
obtain the Shikon jewel.
The jewel itself was almost whole. A few shards were all that was missing. Kikyou was responsible for keeping the biggest fragment safe from the wrong hands. However, when she, Naraku and the Shichinin-tai joined together to form Yogore no Yurikago, she felt that it was no longer safe. She feared that they would try to get it from her. But when she actually got to know them, she realized they had all changed. All except Naraku, that is...
She decided to give it to Kagome to keep safe. After all, she was her reincarnation. She would keep it safe, even if she was as annoying as she was. Actually, lately Kikyou found people to be less annoying. Since she was very edgy when her hormones weren't racing around like idiots, she was very calm now that she was pregnant. And for once, things weren't complicated, ironically.
Jakotsu absolutely loved the fact that soon he would have a kid, even if it was with Kikyou. She felt the same way. Even Suikotsu was happy for them.
(Are you really?)
He looked up from the paper work that he was doing for the hospital. "Who said that?" he asked. No one answered. "Must be tired," he muttered, and continued working. The office was cold and small. Maybe that was what was getting to him.
(It's not the office.)
He leapt from his seat and looked around. "Who's there?" he exclaimed with a touch of fear in his voice.
(Relax. There's no one here except you and I.)
"Who are you?"
(I am you. Well, in a technical sense, anyways.)
"Oh," he muttered, sitting back down. "What do you want?"
(I want to know how you really feel about Kikyou and Jakotsu's kid.)
"Couldn't be happier for them," he smiled. "Now if you'll excuse me, I've work to do."
(It can wait.)
The strange voice was beginning to get more violent. "Look," Suikotsu said, "I really am busy at the moment, so if you could just-"
(You do not tell me what to do. I can see into your heart, and I see no happiness at all. Only jealousy.)
"Okay, maybe I am a little jealous. But do I not have a good reason?"
(Of course you do. Your part in this Jerry Springer- esque situation will end soon, and you know that.)
"No it won't," Suikotsu exclaimed, hitting the desk with his fist. "I love Kikyou, and she loves me."
(I know. But remember this: it is not your kid. It's his...)
"So what if it is?"
(Kikyou will soon neglect you. The child will become her first priority.)
"Well duh," Suikotsu muttered, rolling his eyes. "She's the mother!"
(Jakotsu will be her second priority.)
He didn't answer. The voice had a point. It wasn't his kid; it was Jakotsu's. "So, what do I do?"
(Just leave that to me...)
He did not like the way that sounded at all. He waited a few more seconds, but the voice had left. He continued filling out the paper work, but his hand had started to shake violently, so he had to stop. He put the papers away and locked the office. He opened the front door to the hospital and waited a few minutes for his eyes to adjust to the darkness. When he could see again, he closed the door and locked it.
"Ready to go home?" Ginkotsu's voice said from the blackness that was in front of the hospital.
"Yeah," Suikotsu sighed. "I really need some sleep."
The first thing he did when they arrived home was check up on Kikyou. She was sleeping in her bed. He looked at her for a few seconds, and walked up to her. He hesitated for a bit, then kissed her cheek. She stirred, but didn't wake up.
He then went to the living room. Mukotsu, Renkotsu, Bankotsu and Jakotsu were watching television. He thought it best not to disturb them and went to bed.
It was some soap opera. The boyfriend had gone off to fight in some war, and the girlfriend had to stay behind and worry about him. The stereotypical type of show that would leave any woman reaching for the tissues and leaving any man rolling his eyes. Except these guys of course.
"It's not fair," Mukotsu said in between sobs. "She loved him so much, and..." his voice became really high pitched, then trailed off. Jakotsu glanced over to him with a straight face and raised an eyebrow.
Then Bankotsu started. "And then Rex's evil twin had that affair with that nurse. Jessica'll be so heart- broken..."
"Uhh," Jakotsu whispered, "Bankotsu-"
He was interrupted by Renkotsu's little girl cries. Sitting beside the pyromaniac was the Scotties Tissues fluff ball, holding a tissue. "Scotties," it said with its calm, soothing voice, "Be soft. Be stro-" But before it could finish, Renkotsu picked it up and blew his nose in it, then threw it behind the couch.
"That's it," Jakotsu said, "I'm leaving." He stood up and walked to his room. He stopped when he got in. "God, I hope I didn't sound like that when I used to watch sad shows..." He shuddered and got into his bed. He lay awake for several moments, pondering what the future would be like.
(No matter what happens, I'm gonna be a dad...)
"Maybe it won't be so bad," he said aloud. A smile crept its way across his face. A laugh even escaped him. "It'll be fun." He closed his eyes and went to sleep, despite the loud hollering coming from the living room.
Two men dressed in tattered black robes, with large black angel wings dragged the remains of Midoriko and the demons to the top floor of the large, dark citadel in the arctic wasteland of the north.
"Thank you," a female voice said in a low whisper from within the darkness of the room. "Now, please, leave us." The two men with the black wings nodded and left.
The woman was dressed in dull gray clothing. She had deep, black eyes and long, brown hair. She, too, had large, black angel wings. She was Kuronigori, leader of the Fallen Angels. She walked over to the remains of Midoriko and placed a hand on what was once the face. "This is where it came from?" she whispered.
"It is," said another voice. It was the robed man who had found it in the cave near the Exterminator's village. However, he was no longer wearing the robe. He had dark, tanned skin and long, purple hair. Covering the top half of his face was a sort of shield that extended to a point at the top.
(Think MagnaAngemon.)
On his left shoulder was spiky metal armor. He wore nothing else on his upper body except a gray sash. He also wore leather pants and red boots. And, he also had large, black angel wings. He was Waruyoku, the general of the Fallen Angels.
"Excellent," Kuronigori said. "And soon, we will have the jewel?"
"Of course, my lady," Waruyoku said. "But what of its current protectors?"
"InuYasha," she answered. "We will have to take care of them, won't we?"
Waruyoku smiled. "Don't worry, my lady. We've got it all under control."
The jewel itself was almost whole. A few shards were all that was missing. Kikyou was responsible for keeping the biggest fragment safe from the wrong hands. However, when she, Naraku and the Shichinin-tai joined together to form Yogore no Yurikago, she felt that it was no longer safe. She feared that they would try to get it from her. But when she actually got to know them, she realized they had all changed. All except Naraku, that is...
She decided to give it to Kagome to keep safe. After all, she was her reincarnation. She would keep it safe, even if she was as annoying as she was. Actually, lately Kikyou found people to be less annoying. Since she was very edgy when her hormones weren't racing around like idiots, she was very calm now that she was pregnant. And for once, things weren't complicated, ironically.
Jakotsu absolutely loved the fact that soon he would have a kid, even if it was with Kikyou. She felt the same way. Even Suikotsu was happy for them.
(Are you really?)
He looked up from the paper work that he was doing for the hospital. "Who said that?" he asked. No one answered. "Must be tired," he muttered, and continued working. The office was cold and small. Maybe that was what was getting to him.
(It's not the office.)
He leapt from his seat and looked around. "Who's there?" he exclaimed with a touch of fear in his voice.
(Relax. There's no one here except you and I.)
"Who are you?"
(I am you. Well, in a technical sense, anyways.)
"Oh," he muttered, sitting back down. "What do you want?"
(I want to know how you really feel about Kikyou and Jakotsu's kid.)
"Couldn't be happier for them," he smiled. "Now if you'll excuse me, I've work to do."
(It can wait.)
The strange voice was beginning to get more violent. "Look," Suikotsu said, "I really am busy at the moment, so if you could just-"
(You do not tell me what to do. I can see into your heart, and I see no happiness at all. Only jealousy.)
"Okay, maybe I am a little jealous. But do I not have a good reason?"
(Of course you do. Your part in this Jerry Springer- esque situation will end soon, and you know that.)
"No it won't," Suikotsu exclaimed, hitting the desk with his fist. "I love Kikyou, and she loves me."
(I know. But remember this: it is not your kid. It's his...)
"So what if it is?"
(Kikyou will soon neglect you. The child will become her first priority.)
"Well duh," Suikotsu muttered, rolling his eyes. "She's the mother!"
(Jakotsu will be her second priority.)
He didn't answer. The voice had a point. It wasn't his kid; it was Jakotsu's. "So, what do I do?"
(Just leave that to me...)
He did not like the way that sounded at all. He waited a few more seconds, but the voice had left. He continued filling out the paper work, but his hand had started to shake violently, so he had to stop. He put the papers away and locked the office. He opened the front door to the hospital and waited a few minutes for his eyes to adjust to the darkness. When he could see again, he closed the door and locked it.
"Ready to go home?" Ginkotsu's voice said from the blackness that was in front of the hospital.
"Yeah," Suikotsu sighed. "I really need some sleep."
The first thing he did when they arrived home was check up on Kikyou. She was sleeping in her bed. He looked at her for a few seconds, and walked up to her. He hesitated for a bit, then kissed her cheek. She stirred, but didn't wake up.
He then went to the living room. Mukotsu, Renkotsu, Bankotsu and Jakotsu were watching television. He thought it best not to disturb them and went to bed.
It was some soap opera. The boyfriend had gone off to fight in some war, and the girlfriend had to stay behind and worry about him. The stereotypical type of show that would leave any woman reaching for the tissues and leaving any man rolling his eyes. Except these guys of course.
"It's not fair," Mukotsu said in between sobs. "She loved him so much, and..." his voice became really high pitched, then trailed off. Jakotsu glanced over to him with a straight face and raised an eyebrow.
Then Bankotsu started. "And then Rex's evil twin had that affair with that nurse. Jessica'll be so heart- broken..."
"Uhh," Jakotsu whispered, "Bankotsu-"
He was interrupted by Renkotsu's little girl cries. Sitting beside the pyromaniac was the Scotties Tissues fluff ball, holding a tissue. "Scotties," it said with its calm, soothing voice, "Be soft. Be stro-" But before it could finish, Renkotsu picked it up and blew his nose in it, then threw it behind the couch.
"That's it," Jakotsu said, "I'm leaving." He stood up and walked to his room. He stopped when he got in. "God, I hope I didn't sound like that when I used to watch sad shows..." He shuddered and got into his bed. He lay awake for several moments, pondering what the future would be like.
(No matter what happens, I'm gonna be a dad...)
"Maybe it won't be so bad," he said aloud. A smile crept its way across his face. A laugh even escaped him. "It'll be fun." He closed his eyes and went to sleep, despite the loud hollering coming from the living room.
Two men dressed in tattered black robes, with large black angel wings dragged the remains of Midoriko and the demons to the top floor of the large, dark citadel in the arctic wasteland of the north.
"Thank you," a female voice said in a low whisper from within the darkness of the room. "Now, please, leave us." The two men with the black wings nodded and left.
The woman was dressed in dull gray clothing. She had deep, black eyes and long, brown hair. She, too, had large, black angel wings. She was Kuronigori, leader of the Fallen Angels. She walked over to the remains of Midoriko and placed a hand on what was once the face. "This is where it came from?" she whispered.
"It is," said another voice. It was the robed man who had found it in the cave near the Exterminator's village. However, he was no longer wearing the robe. He had dark, tanned skin and long, purple hair. Covering the top half of his face was a sort of shield that extended to a point at the top.
(Think MagnaAngemon.)
On his left shoulder was spiky metal armor. He wore nothing else on his upper body except a gray sash. He also wore leather pants and red boots. And, he also had large, black angel wings. He was Waruyoku, the general of the Fallen Angels.
"Excellent," Kuronigori said. "And soon, we will have the jewel?"
"Of course, my lady," Waruyoku said. "But what of its current protectors?"
"InuYasha," she answered. "We will have to take care of them, won't we?"
Waruyoku smiled. "Don't worry, my lady. We've got it all under control."