Shindo: Back again I see?
Joe: You shut-up. If they want to read more, let them.
Shindo: How DARE you order me around?
Joe: Well, I just have to tell you to do things without saying 'please' or 'thank you'.
Shindo: Whatever. So, to the disclaimer. Stupid Creator made me bound to the duty of this 'thing'. continues mumbling about the creator if himself Joe does not own Inuyasha. She does own this version of Shinta, the female version of me, which is not true since I don't act anything like that. And she, sadly, also owns me. Sob
Joe: Thank you Shindo! Now to the story.
Chapter 3 – Lecherous or Not?
"I see no need to read this because I know what will be in it. Oh well." Shinta opened the violet journal to the second page.
Dearest Journal.
Today was lovely. I now sport a loving handprint on my left cheek. I'm sorry. Sango is just so tempting…I can't hold back. It's something I have to do. Though you may think that I, Miroku, have perverted thoughts running through my head 24/7, as Kagome always says, I don't. Though Sango is beautiful and always makes me wanna…
Shinta skipped several lines that contained things she didn't want to read.
…I can't help thinking that we belong together. We fit together, at least I think we do.
Shinta stuck her tongue out in disgust.
But I love her. Where I come from, doing these things is a sign of love. (not true, but that's how it is in this fic) I feel a connection with her. She knows how I think. I know how she thinks. If only she knew how I felt about her. Maybe I'll tell her tomorrow. That's what I'll do. Now I must go and think about what I am going to say. Ta.
Shinta thought for a moment about what she should do. She decided to read on. She turned the page and skipped the hellos and boring things.
…Today I told her. Almost. I was about to say "I love you, Sango", but then I saw it. That round piece of flesh just begging to be touched. It was so tempting. I had to touch it. So now I have an identical handprint on my right cheek. Lovely isn't it? So I didn't tell her yet. But I plan to. Not tomorrow though. Maybe next week. I'm not so sure. But maybe if I give her time to develop feelings for me…maybe she'll be the one to tell me that she loves me. That should be fun. But I have to tell you something. Today, I was talking to Inuyasha at a spring. We've gotten closer as buddies. We talk more and he doesn't always hit me. I feel like he is a brother to me. He told me about his feelings today. Here is what happened in my point of view.
"Miroku, I have a confession to make. I l-l-love Kagome." He was shivering in the sudden wind. "I never noticed before how beautiful she was, how kind and so like Kikyo she was."
"Inuyasha, do you wish for Kagome to return these feelings?" He nodded. "Then stop comparing her to Kikyo!" I hit him, very hard. He should forget about Kikyo. I mean, she sealed him to a tree for pity's sake. For fifty years! I don't understand what he saw in her and vice versa. But he loves them both. He told me a about the time he saw her in the spring. She said Kikyo kept a diary that looked like that. She had made it out of that paper they make out of grass and stuff. She bound it with raffia and wrote in it. He said she kept it somewhere and that she kept this one that Kagome gave her in the same place. I would love to read this diary. I think he said that she told him that she kept it somewhere that was memorable, somewhere they, yes, the two of them, could never forget…
Shinta closed the book. Another diary worth the taking huh? This should be fun. She put the book and the bags under her bed and went outside her cave. "Somewhere they would always remember. I know just the place." She leapt from the mountain and continued moving until she made it to a small clearing in Inuyasha's Forest. In the center was a lone tree, the tree that Inuyasha had been pinned to for fifty years. "This should be the place." She searched the entire area, looking in the most unseemly places and asking the trees if they knew. None of them did, so she continued her search by instinct. She ended up finding the diary in the middle of the clearing. She had been searching for three hours and the diary was right there, in the open, in front of the tree. Way to go Shinta. "Found it. I knew it was right here all along. Now, where to start…"
I know it's sad, but I must end it here. So if you wish, which I hope you do, click the little button, type in some words (good or bad, I don't care) then you can do…whatever it is you do. Okay then. Thank you and have a nice day.
Shindo: Way to look simple and real.
Joe: Shut-up before I delete you from the story. Shindo shuts his mouth That's better. If you have any ideas to what you like to see in the people's diaries, or whose diary you would like to read, let me know and I'll try to fit it into the story. Until next chappie! (which I am thinking on…and working on)