Trainer Kagome and the First Battle
Chapter 2
Gotta Feel 'Em All Up!
(( Ha, I hope you all are enjoying this Pokemon-Inuyasha Fanfiction so far! Kinda corny, I know, but then again, so am I! xD Well, enjoy! ))
Early next morning, Miroku wasn't awoken by his alarm clock, and he was already two hours late from the time he wanted to head out. Actually, his alarm clock was broken, by a hungry and anxious little Totodile... Touro. Miroku was awoken when Touro had jumped on his stoumach, growling and creeling from hunger... Though he had a large supper the night before.
"OW! Shit! What the...? Touro? What time is it-... Oh gawd, my alarm clock! That was... About fifteen dollars… Canadian!" Miroku sat up straight when he was awoken by his hungry little Touro. He sighed at his broken, baby blue alarm clock.
"Master Miroku!" Hachi ran into his room, flinging the door open. "I heard you scream, and I heard little Touro breaking things, like your alarm clock, and creeling with hunger. But, I decided to let him wake you up, instead of feeding him. How nice I am! But, you are two hours late of leaving. Grab some food and leave, I'm tired and in need of a comfy human bed."
"Right, good morning to you too, Hachi…" Miroku said, holding his stomach from the pain the Totodile had caused, jumping on it with his hard feet and sharp claws. Once Touro had noticed that he had hurt his master's belly, he gave him a look of apology with his big red eyes, making Miroku smile with warmness... How cute little Touro was.
"Oh, your leaving, finally, Miroku?" Mushin stumbled into the kitchen. It was quite early for Mushin to be up with his hangovers... As it was eleven in the morning. Mushin usually awoke at about two to one a.m. in the afternoon.
"Yes, Master." Miroku nodded, all dressed in his Monk's outfit for the day. He was munching on some cereal, trying to hold back laughter at the way Touro was chomping down on his bacon and eggs. "I have everything packed. I'll be leaving shortly."
"You have a Pokemon? Since when?" Mushin sat down at the table, holding his head. "...Oi, do I ever have a headache..." He mumbled to himself, under his breathe.
"Yesterday, and I thought I had told you!" Miroku sighed. Touro moved onto the next course... Rice cakes. He chomped them down like he never ate before, and was done before you could... Just about do anything.
"Yes, Master Mushin." Hachi nodded, his black ears flopping backwards and forwards when he nodded, in a cute raccoon-ish fashon. "We both told you yesterday."
"Oh, really?" Mushin sighed. "Well, I can barely remember anything... I have a pounding headache..." He started to masage his head. "Damnit..."
"Well, I think I'm done. I'll be heading off, Master!" Miroku said, grabbing the little Totodile away from the rice cakes. "You can eat later, Touro. Let's go. Now." Miroku was obviously anxious to leave, as was Touro the while before. Now, all Touro wanted to do was eat! He'd get fat if Miroku didn't learn to control Touro's eating habits.
"Bye..." Mushin said, walking to the refridgerator. Miroku didn't even want to turn around to see if he was grabbing more Sake, or if he was getting some of his so-called, 'Hang Over OJ', which was the exact same thing as regular orange juice... with Sake. Maybe he was going to finally quite drinking and have regular orange juice. Wouldn't that be good?
"Good bye, Master Miroku, and good luck, Touro." Hachi waved as Miroku and Touro left the house, Miroku holding a large bag full of food and other supplies, which was slung (in a bit of a fashionable way) over his shoulder.
"Bye, Hachi. Take care of yourself. And don't mess up my room!" Miroku warned, shaking a joking finger at Hachi, who just did a fake, nervous laugh. Without Miroku at the house, he, Hachi, the only talking raccoon Raichu (and the only raccoon Raichu), will have to do chores! Chores.. of all things! Eugh! Well, at least he had his own room! Hachi grinned at that thought, as he waved goodbye to his Young Master.
As Miroku was leaving the village, on the path to the next town, people pointed rudely at him and whispering rude comments about the Pokemon ceramony the day before. Many children snarled angrily when he walked by, comfirming Miroku as the reason that the certain child didn't impress a Pokemon. Miroku tried to shake off these insults and rude comments, though he couldn't really shake all of them off. Touro had senced his master's melancholiness, and decided to try and make up a conversation to cheer him up. Sadly, Miroku couldn't understand one damn word the little Pokemon was saying, and smiled to little Touro, telling him a sure "Thanks, but I'm fine."
Miroku was now half way through the small forest he had to cross to get to the next village (Where he would see if that specific Pokemart would accept his Canadian currency, whereas not, he would challange random, weak-looking trainers to a fight). He looked up at the sky, and down at his blue, electronic watch, which was beeping, saying that it was two in the afternoon. Miroku sighed again, and Touro looked up with a concerned look, also with a tinge of hungriness in his expressive, red eyes. Miroku gasped and shook his head with dissapointment. "You're hungry again? I just fed you, what, four hours ago? You are more like a Snorlax thing, but without the sleeping. I bet you would still be eating if I didn't tear you away from the table."
Touro grinned, once again showing off his sharp, white teeth, making Miroku let out another sigh.
Suddenly, a sound was heard from a high tree infront of them.
"...Wild Pokemon!" Miroku exclaimed, ready to command Touro with an attack. "Touro, get ready to fight! I think this may be a wild Pokemon..."
Touro sniffed the air, and looked to Miroku, shaking his head.
"No?" Miroku asked, walking over to the shaking tree.
The little boy that Miroku had seen the day earlier in line... Who was it... Sora's young son, was sitting in the tree, a little Cyndaquil at his side. A girl that seemed to be Mirai's daughter had a Chikorita. When Miroku heard a noise coming from behind him, it was Ashita's twin sons with two litte Pichus at their sides.
"Touu-roouu, To-dirrrrreeeeeiiiii!" Touro growled to all four of the little, baby Pokemon... Though they were probably the same age as Touro.
"Who are you all?" Miroku blinked, scratching his head with a confused look.
"I am Dashmaru, and this is Kyoumaru!" Dashmaru said, the taller of them both (by maybe.. a centimetre at most) as both Pichus squealed, being left out. "And these are our Pichus... Zoom and Chie"
"And me, I'm Mai!" The little girl said, her Chikorita letting out a squeal-roar. "This is my most fearful Chikorita, Hana."
"I'm Masashi, and this is Kaji, my Cyndiquil!" Sora's young son said, putting his hand at his chest, probably trying to look tough. "We will all fight you, because you stole one of Master Elm's Pokemon!"
"Stole?" Miroku laughed. "I do not steal. I bought this guy, so when I picked him up to claim him as mine, he woke up, and I had impressed him. He is rightfully mine."
Touro nodded with a squeal-chirp.
"Hmph, yeah right, like we believe you, filthy Monk!" Kyomaru shot at him.
"If I really were a Monk, would you be speaking to me like this?" Miroku glared.
"Um..." Mai put her finger to her mouth. "...Good question... Would we?"
"Uh..." Everyone had to think for a moment, until a girl came yelling to them all.
"Hey! Don't fight! Dooonnn'ttt fiiighttt!" The girl said, riding her bicycle with a nice, fast, smooth pace as she squealed to a halt. "Don't fight! This is too close to the village, and I don't think you all would want to start a commotion!"
The girl was wearing a green and white school-girl's outfit, with long black hair. Her skirt was pure green, and very short, complimenting her thin, but healthy and strong legs. She had long, white socks and a pair of black school shoes on. In her bicycle's basket, was a little... Well, I'm not sure what you call it. He looked human, but with firey-orange hair and strangely pointed ears. He looked about eight, but he was extremely small... He could sleep in her bicycle basket! He had a big, fluffy tail.. Somewhat like a badger's or something. He was wearing "old tyme" clothes that would probably fit a baby, it was so small. His eyes were a demonic green, but his squealy voice assured he was young, and probably not evil.
"Yeah, you guys, where's the love?" The little demon child squeaked. Miroku wasn't sure if it was a talking Pokemon, or a real child. Anyways, it was a bizarre sight.
"Who are you?" Dashmaru and Kyoumaru glared at Kagome, but held their Pichus back with a motion of their hand. The way they blushed as they looked her up and down, assured that they, like Miroku, had found her quite attractive... For a... maybe, fifteen year old? Kind of young, but Miroku really didn't care.
"Yes, what is the name of this pretty maiden?" Miroku said, in his charming voice. All the kids looked at him with a strange glare.
"My name's Kagome Higurashi!" She smiled. "And this is my little friend, Shippou."
"Ah, hello, Lady Kagome. Um... Shippou... Chan..." Miroku said, not sure what to call the demon child. "Is he a... Pokemon?"
"No, silly!" Kagome laughed. Shippou looked somewhat offended.
"I am not." He spoke out, squeaky voice and all. "I am a fox demon child!"
The four ten year olds gasped, and backed up a step. "Demon child?" They all repeated in awe.
"Haha, yess'um, and fear me, while you're at it!" Shippou said, enjoying the thought of being scared, and possibly thought as high and mighty.
"Oh Shippou..." Kagome ruffled Shippou's hair. "Don't be afraid of him. He's not all scary."
"Grr," Shippou sighed, wanting to keep the tough guy act... But he still enjoyed Kagome's ruffle of his hair.
"So, you live around here?" Miroku asked Kagome.
"What?" Kagome blinked. "Why do you want to know, Monk?"
"Ohh.. Um, that didn't quite turn out right... Do you have any... Erm, Pokemon? Yeah... Do you?" Miroku tried to think of a cover up.
"Yes, I do. But I didn't think it neccisary to bring them..." Kagome smiled. "So, anyways, you all must be famished. Follow me and Shippou to the village! I can get you all something you eat and drink for your journey."
"Yes, ma'am!" Miroku laughed, running to walk beside Kagome. Touro gave a snort, surprised how his master acts around women, but he ran by Miroku, following right beside him.
The four ten year olds looked at each other, shrugged, and all caught up with Kagome, Shippou, Miroku and Touro.
"Oh!" Miroku said, looking at Kagome's little collection of Pokemon. "These all suit you."
She had a Flareon (Which looked a lot like Shippou with their simaliar tails... Miroku thought for a moment that they might be related) with a very healthy and shiney coat. A Vaporeon, a very healthy and beautiful looking one at that, with a strange pink coloured, glowing eyes. A frisky Jolteon which had some add-i-tuude... Not to mention, very expressive green eyes. A gorgeous, phychic Espeon (Which, like Hachi, could speak human... But only telepathically) with bright purple-pink fur and dark purple eyes that were almost hypnotic. A dark and mysterious Umbreon, which Miroku only saw once at the dark of night or in the shadows of Kagome's house... Like the closet, for instance. Its eyes were a eerie blood red. And the last, but not least, Kagome's Eevee... Which wasn't really her Eevee... It was her younger brother, Souta's Eevee. Souta was a year under the legal limit, so Souta wasn't a legal trainer, and the Eevee, when anyone asked, was Kagome's. But Souta was the one who took care of it, fed it, and cuddled it. Its eyes were a soft and sweet brown, almost like chocolate.
"Oh... So you aren't a Monk?" Kagome asked sadly. "I never met a Monk before. That's too bad. So, then, why is it that you are wearing that Monk costume?"
"My foster-father, and my father were both Monks... And I have some spiritual power... And my foster father considers me a Monk, which I kind of am, but I don't tell people that... Wait, unless... Does it impress girls? If I told some pretty girl, like you, that I was a Monk, would I impress them..."
"Um, no." Kagome laughed. "Why? Oh... You are one of those guys, aren't you?" She sighed. "Ugh." Both Kagome and Shippou shuddered.
"Oh" Miroku blinked. "Hey, do you have a guy friend?"
"What? Why do you want to know? Pervert!" Kagome growled, standing up at the table, almost knocking her tea over.
"No!" Miroku sighed. "Not in that way! Any guy friends? Like, friends that are guys? I don't. Guys don't like me."
"Oh!" Kagome laughed, and gave a relieved sigh. She sat back down, taking a sip of her almost tipped tea. "Yes, actually, I do. His name is Inuyasha. He..." Kagome put her tea down on the table. "He went to go challenge some gym leaders and be all strong. And he said he's out to beat up this guy named Naraku, and apperantly, he wants to kill him too. Something about him, some jewel, and his old girlfriend..." Kagome sighed. "He went to Falker Town a while ago... Wait. That doesn't sound right. I don't remember the town's name... But it's the next one. Ha, Falker Town. That's funny."
"I see!" Miroku said, standing up. "How about we go there? I'm restless, and I need to train little Touro here some more... Before he gets fat." Fat was the keyword in Miroku's sentence, as he shot a dirty look at his Totodile, who was busy munching down cookie after cookie on the plate. He looked up at Miroku when he said that, and gave a grin. His teeth were sharp, but covered in cookie crumbs. "Eww!" Both Kagome, Miroku and Shippou said, grossed out at the little Touro.
"Bye, Kagome! Come back soon! And remember to bring back Inuyasha here! He's cool..." Souta said, waving to his older sister as she left out the door. Even Souta's Eevee, Souren, gave a mew-chirp as his goodbye. Kagome and Souta's fat callico cat, Buyo, was there to bid Kagome farewell with a loud, disgusting meow.
"Bye Souta. Take care of Mom! And Buyo!" Kagome said, waving back.
Shippou was perched on Miroku's shoulder, as he was scared of the little Totodile walking on the ground, next to Miroku's feet. "Eugh, why didn't you pick a better starter Pokemon" Shippou said, with a hint of disgusted-ness in his voice.
"Don't be so rude, Shippou!" Kagome sighed. "He's cute! Chubby little fella'! Very kawaii."
"Hmmph," Shippou pouted. "I still don't like him."
'Master Kagome,' A sweet, cool, female voice said through both Miroku, Shippou and Kagome's minds... Probably some of the Pokemon's minds too. Miroku guessed it was Kagome's Espeon. 'The next village, which is not "Falker Town",' The Espeon was sure to add that to embarress Kagome. 'is right ahead. Not very far at all! But, there are trainers ahead, so be ready to battle. Oh, and may I tell you, that I am well and ready to battle.' Miroku couldn't see the Espeon, but he was almost sure there was a smirk on her face at that last comment.
"Oh! Thank you for your imformation, Hikari." Kagome smiled, patting one of the five Pokeballs on her black belt. "Do you want me to do the battleing, or do you want to try?"
"Um, what do you say, Touro?" Miroku looked down at the Totodile. It chirped its agreement. "Alright," Miroku nodded with a grin. "I'll do some fighting."
"Oh! Great! Now I can see how a Monk battles!" Kagome was sure to add the sarcastic Monk comment, which made both Miroku and Kagome laugh, and Shippou even more confused, making him not able to stand their personal jokes.
"I don't get itttttt!" Shippou whined, jumping onto Kagome's shoulder. Then he whispered semi-quietly into her ear. "Kagome," He whispered, actually, so loud, that Miroku could just hear what he was saying. "Tell me!"
Miroku started to laugh. "Shippou, it's a personal joke. She's making fun of me wearing this Monk outfit, though I am not neccisarily a Monk."
"Oh," Shippou blinked. "That's a stupid thing to laugh about."
That comment made Kagome and Miroku laugh again, making Shippou even more pouty. "I don't get it. Stupid adults and their dumb jokes." He sighed.
"Hey! Looooook!" A female trainer with a black bandana and a short pink top and a short grey skort (For you who don't know, a 'skort' is a cross between a skirt and shorts). One sock was a very large green and black striped sock, and the other one was blue and black striped. She looked like a two year old had picked out her outfit, but Kagome, Shippou and Miroku all decided it was the new 'cool' look for teenagers. "Trainers! Let's fight 'em! Win some yen!" The girl said to her two male friends.
One of the males looked as if he was cosplaying as Sasuke from 'Naruto' for a joke or something. Maybe it was a new 'thing' that trainers did. He had the black hair, dark blue shirt and pants, almost the exact same headband and looked like he had the same aditude. He kind of resembled a Ninjitsu in a way, also, which made it more weird.
The other male made Kagome, Shippou and Miroku all sure that the two males were 'Naruto' cosplayers, as the second male was wearing the orange jump suit with blue, the same blonde hair and in the same style, he had the same fox-like additude (as he had a Vulpix he was training, and just by the way his eyes looked) and the same headband. It was funny when they started talking.
"Good lookout, Sakura!" the Naruto cosplayer said. The girl looked nothing like Sakura from 'Naruto', as the Sakura from the manga and the book had blonde hair... This girl had dark black-blue, and was wearing clothes that Sakura probably would never wear.
"Yeesss, thank you, Naruto," the so called "Sakura" replied with a giggle.
Kagome, Miroku and Shippou... Even Touro looked at the three with disbeliefe.
"Geez..." Shippou shook his head. "That's not even funny. It's pretty sad, don't you think, Kagome? Miroku? They look nothing like Naruto, Sasuke and Sakura. It's just sad. Very, very sad."
"Are you questioning our cosplaying skills, runt?" The Sasuke boy glared at Shippou.
"Eep! Um, no! Of course not!" Shippou squealed, tail puffing up with fear.
"I call takin' on the girl," "Sakura" said, pointing to Kagome. "She looks weak! I could win, finally!"
"I call the Monk!" "Naruto" said, pointing to Miroku.
"I have no one to fight, damnit!" "Sasuke" glared at both "Sakura" and "Naruto".
"Fight the fox!" "Sakura" suggested, pointing to Shippou.
"I'm not a trainer..." Shippou squealed.
"See?" "Sasuke" snorted. "How about I just watch and critisize your battle techniques!"
"Aw, you're so nice, Sasuke!" "Sakura" grinned. "Now, girl, let's fiiight!"
Kagome was so freaked out by their horrible cosplaying, she didn't say a word. She just drew a random Pokeball from her belt, and threw it on the so-called, 'Battle field'.
With a large, blinding flash of light, Flareon came out, giving a battle-ific roar. "Sakura" gasped and giggled when she saw the Flareon.
"Ooooh, your Flareon is kawaiiiiiii!" "Sakura" giggled. "Now, check out mine!"
She threw a blue Pokeball (which was called to be a 'Lure Ball') and with a large, blue flash, a Marill popped out, giving a cute squeak.
"Oh, a Marill!" Kagome laughed. "Cute! Marill, I like them. Cute. But, can they fight good?"
"I sure hope so..." "Sakura" gulped. "Um, Reel, Bubble Attack!"
"Mweef, mari-ll-marrrreeeeeee!" Merp squeaked, blowing small, cute, and possibly harmless bubbles at Kagome's Flareon.
"Reel?" Kagome blinked. "Odd... Well, anyways, Yatta, use, your... Tackle. And HARD."
"Flaerrrrrr...!" Yatta growled, charging towards Reel.
Reel squeaked, and was shot back and knocked out by Yatta's attack. Kagome's had beated this Sakura-Wanna-Be in one hit!
'That Yatta must be real strong!' Miroku thought to himself, surprised by Kagome's strongness with her Pokemon. 'She'd whoop me.'
"Now, it's my turn!" "Naruto" said, pointing for his Vulpix to run into battle. "Stepp, get ready to charge at your opponant!"
Step gave a cute roar, that sounded more like a loud mew.
Touro jumped infront of Stepp with a growl. "Tor!" It snorted, getting a mouthful of water ready for when either trainer marks the battle to begin.
"Um..." Miroku blinked. "...Fight!"
BLAST!
There was a small explosion of water and tackling, when Touro blasted Stepp with water, and when Stepp tackled Touro.
Stepp was panting like a sick dog on the ground, weakened horribly from the water, and probably not able to attack anymore. Touro was laying on the ground, stunned, but not fainted. He quickly jumped to his feet and slashed Stepp with a Scratch Attack.
Stepp snarled, limped to his master, "Naruto", and angrily gave up.
Miroku and Touro blinked. "You quit? You can't just quit. Finish the battle! Come on! This is not how I want my first battle! Ugh!" Miroku was extremely pissed off. "You can't just quit." He repeated.
"Well, I do! So, take the yen." "Naruto" took out his wallet and threw two hundred eighty yen at Miroku.
"Oh, yes, here's my yen!" "Sakura" said, taking out her wallet. "I'm going to pay you extra for taking me out in one hit! That was nice." She threw five hundred twenty yen at Kagome. "Byeee!"
The three ran oddly into a nearby forest. Miroku, Shippou and Kagome knew not what they were doing, going to do... And really, they didn't want to know.
"You did a good job, Touro..." Miroku said, wanting to cheer up his Totodile. But Touro didn't cheer up, as he knew that they fled. Touro, as Miroku did too, wanted to finish the battle. But, the part that did cheer them both up was that they won their first battle... Like some other young trainers who had lost their first.
"Oh," Kagome pointed to a small building at the edge of the path, maybe about a half a mile, maybe even one mile ahead. "That's a rest building. You can't buy anything or heal yourself there, but you can sit and rest there all you want for free. Also, there's a door on the other end that leads to the next town! It's practically the only safe way to get there." She sighed happily. "And I'll be able to see Inuyasha again, too"
Miroku nodded. "Okay. Should we run? We will get there faster..." He looked down to his little Touro. Touro grinned with a sparkle of energy in his eyes. Touro loved to eat... But he also loved exercise! Kagome (With little Shippou on her shoulder), Miroku and Touro grinned at each other, and raced off to the resting center, and the next city, to their new adventures that awaits them.