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Dragondiva88 here! I am SO sorry for not updating for so long. A lot of things have been happening in my life lately, and I haven't had enough time to get to my computer . . .high school is starting, and I have had non-stop, back-to-back horse shows for about a month . . .overall, it sucks. Anyway, this is the fourth installment in my fanfiction entitled "The Island" and, so I don't upset my Miroku and Sango fans out there, this chapter will deal with them a little more. Lets not forget the sticky situation that Inuyasha and Kagome are in right now either . . .hehe ^_^ Ok, ON WITH THE FIC!
The Island
Chapter 4: Water
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"You have to be the biggest ass I have ever met" Sango remarked dryly. Obviously, her day was not going well. Miroku just smiled.
"Ah, my Sango, if I am the biggest ass you have ever met, then yours must be the best looking." he recited poetically. Sango kicked him in the shin and backhanded him in the face before continuing on her way through the brush. Inuyasha was going to get it for pairing her up with the lecherous pervert . . . she would make sure of it. Right now, however, she was just trying to keep her sanity intact. That was harder then it seemed due to present company.
She looked back at the man warily; trying to keep a rough idea where his hands were at all times. She sighed and continued to cut away the palm, brush, and ferns in her path with the large machete she had packed. Miroku was beginning to rethink his master plan. He shook his head, clearing it of doubt. He would get her . . .he knew he would.
He stalked up behind her as quietly . . .well, as quietly as anyone in the middle of a jungle could be, making sure to steer clear of the large blade. When her "assets" were in perfect range, he shot his hand out. The hair on the back of her neck stood on end as she stopped, and her hands fisted convulsively on her knife. She turned around slowly, her eye twitching and a cruel grimace on her face. Miroku began to wave and smile innocently as Sango dropped the knife. He breathed a great sigh of relief . . .right before Sango belted him into the nearest tree.
His head hit the bark with a loud crack, and he sank down, unconscious. Sango groaned. She needed him to find her way through the wilderness. The map was in Latin. She couldn't read Latin. Miroku could. She groaned again.
"You dumb . . ." she said as she lugged Miroku up onto her shoulder " . . .stupid . . .pervert! I should just leave you out here to rot." She began to stagger slowly, and she was out of breath with three steps.
Now Sango was strong for a woman, but not strong enough to support a man of Miroku's size for very long, so when she could not walk anymore, her legs gave out. So, Miroku fell . . .on her, and pinned her to the ground. Again, she groaned excessively.
"Why me? WHY ME?" she whined. Little did she know, that at that very moment, her sister Kagome was having some difficulties herself . . .
~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Kagome's POV~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
What was I going to do?
His face was plastered on me like I was some freak of nature. I could not help the heat that was building up in my face and the self-conscious feeling I had in the pit of my stomach. My face was red- I could feel it. I looked down at my hands, as I sat in the water, feeling utterly ridiculous. Then I realized something- I should be angry! I looked up again hastily, forcing an unhappy grimace across my face, only to see that he was not looking at what I thought he was. He was staring at my ears.
Now I had had my own share of prejudice due to my half-breed status, but never from strangers. I furrowed my brows at the look on his face, but, just then, I noticed the triangular ears atop his head, swerving and twitching away. They were so cute! I dismissed the urge to touch them by directing my eyes somewhere else. I cleared my throat.
His daze was broken immediately and his eyes moved to the ground. I took the opportunity to get my clothes and get changed before he had a chance to embarrass me again. I opened my mouth to say something, but thought against it. For a moment, our eyes locked.
He was devastatingly handsome, his silver hair cascading down his back like a waterfall. His amber eyes were deep pools of color, and I was lost in them instantly. I loved this man the moment I laid eyes on him, but I didn't know it then.
"Inuyasha! INUYASHA!" That was Sango's voice calling from behind him. She couldn't see me with him. She would kill me!
He turned to answer, giving me enough opportunity to sprout my wings quickly from my back and fly into the canopy in an instant. I landed on a sturdy branch thirty feet above his head, sighing heavily both from relief and longing. I wanted to speak to this man . . .
He turned back around to see that I was gone, and he scratched his head. I giggled softly at his antics, but gasped when I saw one of my feathers drifting down to him. I reached out for it, but it had already fallen too far, and I snapped my fingers in frustration. It landed in one of my footprints. I had to get out of there, and fast. I took off into the sunlight, hoping I would never see this man again, but inside . . .secretly, I wished I would.
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When Inuyasha turned back around, he expected the beautiful girl to be standing in front of him still. What amazed him was that she hadn't just left, she had vanished. He had looked high and low for her, but she had left no trace. 'I must be going insane . . .' he thought. Just then, he spied a feather, drifting down past his nose, and into a footprint at the water's edge. He picked it up and held it gently in his palm, observing it as if it was a precious jewel from a faraway place. It was unlike any feather from any bird he had ever seen. It was iridescent; a two-toned shade of gray that changed when its position in the sun did. It was delicate- so delicate that Inuyasha was afraid he'd break it. It was then that he knew he had found what he was looking for.
He had found one of his winged women.
A huge smile broke out on his face, as he almost jumped for joy. The mission had not been in vain, and for that, he was grateful. He wanted to show Miroku.
"Miroku! MIROKU GODDAMNIT, WE FOUND ONE!" he screamed as he ran through the woods. When he finally reached his top speed, he was nothing more than a blur to the creatures around him. The only creature that was able to maintain his speed had wings . . .and she was following him.
When he found Sango sprawled across the ground in a strange position with Miroku passed out on top of her; it was obviously hard for him to restrain his laughter. His sides began to ache, and his eyes began to water, when finally his legs gave out, and he tumbled onto the floor holding his sides. Sango was not as amused as he was, for Miroku had started drooling on her blouse. She held back a snort of disgust as she looked over at Inuyasha expectantly. His laughter was grating on her nerves.
After calming down considerably and drying his eyes, Inuyasha helped the deadpan Miroku off of his companion. His seriousness didn't last long, for he started laughing again once Sango stood up and started to shake herself roughly, as if she was a dog who had just got done swimming. Inuyasha could hardly keep his sides from splitting.
"You are SO going to die . . . once I take a bath . . ."Sango said as she hobbled away. Inuyasha's eyes were teary now, and he could not breathe, and this was made worse when Miroku's ears perked at the word "bath". He was on his feet now, hot on Sango's heels, until his collar was unceremoniously dragged backwards by Inuyasha.
"Miroku, this is NO time to be fantasizing. Didn't you hear me? I said that we FOUND ONE!" It looked as if Inuyasha was barely containing his excitement as he watched Miroku's expression change from frustration to glee. In a short time, the two were doing a merry jig at the campsite, laughing and carrying on like little children. Miroku stopped.
"How do you know? Do you have proof?" he asked. With a flick of the wrist, Inuyasha held the feather out to him with a smug smile on him face. Miroku's eyes widened as he gently plucked the feather from Inuyasha's claws, and went over it with his eyes, wanting to cover every inch of it. He looked up suddenly with an appreciative smile at Inuyasha.
"We have to record this in our reports . . ." he said hurriedly. He scuttled over to the tent, paying no attention to the interested stares of Myouga and Shippo, Inuyasha following close behind. They both made sure that the feather was placed securely under a viewing frame made of glass. Oddly enough, as soon as it was placed underneath, it floated weightlessly. Both scientists stared breathlessly at it until Shippo's voice brought them out of their daze.
"What's that thing?" Shippo asked curiously. Miroku sank to his knees so that his face was next to his brother's. He smiled, his eyes never leaving the feather.
"That, my friend, is our first step to financial security." Miroku said, happily. Myouga hobbled over to the group, his weight rested on his wooden cane. He scratched his gray-haired head at the feather, his spectacles shifting to the end of his long, crooked nose.
"Looks like a pigeon feather. Worthless . . .I could get one off of any street corner in New York City for free." he said grumpily. "If I traveled on that overgrown cigar box that you call a ship for a stinking feather, then you've got another thing coming." Myouga wiggled his finger at them warningly, but they just rolled their eyes.
"Where did you find it, Inuyasha?" Miroku asked, trying to drown out Myouga's scolding. He was very curious to how Inuyasha came by such a remarkable find.
Inuyasha sat down and shrugged. He sighed, saying; "It's a long story." He rubbed is neck thoughtfully, remembering the beautiful girl he had met in the woods. Miroku sat opposite him, Shippo sitting on his lap. "We've got time." he said, preparing for an interesting topic. Inuyasha glanced at Myouga, who was trying to sit down without killing himself. He sighed again, closing his eyes.
"Well you see . . .when I went out this morning, I met . . .well I met this girl." He was stuttering, and he knew it. He hated speaking about these subjects. Miroku perked up.
"Inuyasha, you dog! You've been on this island a day and already you've already scored a girl." He patted Inuyasha on the back in a congratulatory fashion. Inuyasha growled.
"I never even spoke to her!" he yelled at him. "All she did was sit in that pool of water with no clothes on and then she disappeared!" The words came out of his mouth before he could stop them, and he slapped his hands over his mouth. Miroku grinned mischievously, his eyes twinkling with a sly nature. Inuyasha sighed. There was nothing he could do now. His reputation with Miroku was as good as gone.
Sango appeared from behind a bush, fully clothed with a towel in her hand. She noted Miroku's strange look. "Did I miss something?" she asked. Miroku stood up and whispered in her ear. Her eyes widened.
"He did WHAT?!" she yelled. Inuyasha could not figure out why she was yelling. "What did this 'girl' look like?" she yelled, grabbing Inuyasha by the front of his shirt. He sputtered.
"Well she was a little shorter then me, black hair, tan skin, and ears on the top of her head." he squeaked. Sango's hands began to shake. Looking at her strangely, he added, "I didn't even touch her, Sango!" She dropped him.
"You better not have . . ." she muttered. Miroku looked at her.
"Why do you care if Inuyasha gets lucky?" he asked, a slight twinge of dread in his voice. Sango looked at him, rubbing her eyes.
"She's my-"
But before she could finish, a figure dropped from the sky. A figure . . .with wings.
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Ugh- That was HORRIBLE! Anyway, I wanted to mention that unless requested by my fans, I will not be starting any new fics after finishing these. I repeat- I will NOT be starting any new fics unless REQUESTED BY MY FANS. ^_^ So, if you want something new, then please let me know by e-mailing me, or putting it in your reviews.
Dragondiva88 here! I am SO sorry for not updating for so long. A lot of things have been happening in my life lately, and I haven't had enough time to get to my computer . . .high school is starting, and I have had non-stop, back-to-back horse shows for about a month . . .overall, it sucks. Anyway, this is the fourth installment in my fanfiction entitled "The Island" and, so I don't upset my Miroku and Sango fans out there, this chapter will deal with them a little more. Lets not forget the sticky situation that Inuyasha and Kagome are in right now either . . .hehe ^_^ Ok, ON WITH THE FIC!
The Island
Chapter 4: Water
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"You have to be the biggest ass I have ever met" Sango remarked dryly. Obviously, her day was not going well. Miroku just smiled.
"Ah, my Sango, if I am the biggest ass you have ever met, then yours must be the best looking." he recited poetically. Sango kicked him in the shin and backhanded him in the face before continuing on her way through the brush. Inuyasha was going to get it for pairing her up with the lecherous pervert . . . she would make sure of it. Right now, however, she was just trying to keep her sanity intact. That was harder then it seemed due to present company.
She looked back at the man warily; trying to keep a rough idea where his hands were at all times. She sighed and continued to cut away the palm, brush, and ferns in her path with the large machete she had packed. Miroku was beginning to rethink his master plan. He shook his head, clearing it of doubt. He would get her . . .he knew he would.
He stalked up behind her as quietly . . .well, as quietly as anyone in the middle of a jungle could be, making sure to steer clear of the large blade. When her "assets" were in perfect range, he shot his hand out. The hair on the back of her neck stood on end as she stopped, and her hands fisted convulsively on her knife. She turned around slowly, her eye twitching and a cruel grimace on her face. Miroku began to wave and smile innocently as Sango dropped the knife. He breathed a great sigh of relief . . .right before Sango belted him into the nearest tree.
His head hit the bark with a loud crack, and he sank down, unconscious. Sango groaned. She needed him to find her way through the wilderness. The map was in Latin. She couldn't read Latin. Miroku could. She groaned again.
"You dumb . . ." she said as she lugged Miroku up onto her shoulder " . . .stupid . . .pervert! I should just leave you out here to rot." She began to stagger slowly, and she was out of breath with three steps.
Now Sango was strong for a woman, but not strong enough to support a man of Miroku's size for very long, so when she could not walk anymore, her legs gave out. So, Miroku fell . . .on her, and pinned her to the ground. Again, she groaned excessively.
"Why me? WHY ME?" she whined. Little did she know, that at that very moment, her sister Kagome was having some difficulties herself . . .
~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Kagome's POV~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
What was I going to do?
His face was plastered on me like I was some freak of nature. I could not help the heat that was building up in my face and the self-conscious feeling I had in the pit of my stomach. My face was red- I could feel it. I looked down at my hands, as I sat in the water, feeling utterly ridiculous. Then I realized something- I should be angry! I looked up again hastily, forcing an unhappy grimace across my face, only to see that he was not looking at what I thought he was. He was staring at my ears.
Now I had had my own share of prejudice due to my half-breed status, but never from strangers. I furrowed my brows at the look on his face, but, just then, I noticed the triangular ears atop his head, swerving and twitching away. They were so cute! I dismissed the urge to touch them by directing my eyes somewhere else. I cleared my throat.
His daze was broken immediately and his eyes moved to the ground. I took the opportunity to get my clothes and get changed before he had a chance to embarrass me again. I opened my mouth to say something, but thought against it. For a moment, our eyes locked.
He was devastatingly handsome, his silver hair cascading down his back like a waterfall. His amber eyes were deep pools of color, and I was lost in them instantly. I loved this man the moment I laid eyes on him, but I didn't know it then.
"Inuyasha! INUYASHA!" That was Sango's voice calling from behind him. She couldn't see me with him. She would kill me!
He turned to answer, giving me enough opportunity to sprout my wings quickly from my back and fly into the canopy in an instant. I landed on a sturdy branch thirty feet above his head, sighing heavily both from relief and longing. I wanted to speak to this man . . .
He turned back around to see that I was gone, and he scratched his head. I giggled softly at his antics, but gasped when I saw one of my feathers drifting down to him. I reached out for it, but it had already fallen too far, and I snapped my fingers in frustration. It landed in one of my footprints. I had to get out of there, and fast. I took off into the sunlight, hoping I would never see this man again, but inside . . .secretly, I wished I would.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Author's POV*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
When Inuyasha turned back around, he expected the beautiful girl to be standing in front of him still. What amazed him was that she hadn't just left, she had vanished. He had looked high and low for her, but she had left no trace. 'I must be going insane . . .' he thought. Just then, he spied a feather, drifting down past his nose, and into a footprint at the water's edge. He picked it up and held it gently in his palm, observing it as if it was a precious jewel from a faraway place. It was unlike any feather from any bird he had ever seen. It was iridescent; a two-toned shade of gray that changed when its position in the sun did. It was delicate- so delicate that Inuyasha was afraid he'd break it. It was then that he knew he had found what he was looking for.
He had found one of his winged women.
A huge smile broke out on his face, as he almost jumped for joy. The mission had not been in vain, and for that, he was grateful. He wanted to show Miroku.
"Miroku! MIROKU GODDAMNIT, WE FOUND ONE!" he screamed as he ran through the woods. When he finally reached his top speed, he was nothing more than a blur to the creatures around him. The only creature that was able to maintain his speed had wings . . .and she was following him.
When he found Sango sprawled across the ground in a strange position with Miroku passed out on top of her; it was obviously hard for him to restrain his laughter. His sides began to ache, and his eyes began to water, when finally his legs gave out, and he tumbled onto the floor holding his sides. Sango was not as amused as he was, for Miroku had started drooling on her blouse. She held back a snort of disgust as she looked over at Inuyasha expectantly. His laughter was grating on her nerves.
After calming down considerably and drying his eyes, Inuyasha helped the deadpan Miroku off of his companion. His seriousness didn't last long, for he started laughing again once Sango stood up and started to shake herself roughly, as if she was a dog who had just got done swimming. Inuyasha could hardly keep his sides from splitting.
"You are SO going to die . . . once I take a bath . . ."Sango said as she hobbled away. Inuyasha's eyes were teary now, and he could not breathe, and this was made worse when Miroku's ears perked at the word "bath". He was on his feet now, hot on Sango's heels, until his collar was unceremoniously dragged backwards by Inuyasha.
"Miroku, this is NO time to be fantasizing. Didn't you hear me? I said that we FOUND ONE!" It looked as if Inuyasha was barely containing his excitement as he watched Miroku's expression change from frustration to glee. In a short time, the two were doing a merry jig at the campsite, laughing and carrying on like little children. Miroku stopped.
"How do you know? Do you have proof?" he asked. With a flick of the wrist, Inuyasha held the feather out to him with a smug smile on him face. Miroku's eyes widened as he gently plucked the feather from Inuyasha's claws, and went over it with his eyes, wanting to cover every inch of it. He looked up suddenly with an appreciative smile at Inuyasha.
"We have to record this in our reports . . ." he said hurriedly. He scuttled over to the tent, paying no attention to the interested stares of Myouga and Shippo, Inuyasha following close behind. They both made sure that the feather was placed securely under a viewing frame made of glass. Oddly enough, as soon as it was placed underneath, it floated weightlessly. Both scientists stared breathlessly at it until Shippo's voice brought them out of their daze.
"What's that thing?" Shippo asked curiously. Miroku sank to his knees so that his face was next to his brother's. He smiled, his eyes never leaving the feather.
"That, my friend, is our first step to financial security." Miroku said, happily. Myouga hobbled over to the group, his weight rested on his wooden cane. He scratched his gray-haired head at the feather, his spectacles shifting to the end of his long, crooked nose.
"Looks like a pigeon feather. Worthless . . .I could get one off of any street corner in New York City for free." he said grumpily. "If I traveled on that overgrown cigar box that you call a ship for a stinking feather, then you've got another thing coming." Myouga wiggled his finger at them warningly, but they just rolled their eyes.
"Where did you find it, Inuyasha?" Miroku asked, trying to drown out Myouga's scolding. He was very curious to how Inuyasha came by such a remarkable find.
Inuyasha sat down and shrugged. He sighed, saying; "It's a long story." He rubbed is neck thoughtfully, remembering the beautiful girl he had met in the woods. Miroku sat opposite him, Shippo sitting on his lap. "We've got time." he said, preparing for an interesting topic. Inuyasha glanced at Myouga, who was trying to sit down without killing himself. He sighed again, closing his eyes.
"Well you see . . .when I went out this morning, I met . . .well I met this girl." He was stuttering, and he knew it. He hated speaking about these subjects. Miroku perked up.
"Inuyasha, you dog! You've been on this island a day and already you've already scored a girl." He patted Inuyasha on the back in a congratulatory fashion. Inuyasha growled.
"I never even spoke to her!" he yelled at him. "All she did was sit in that pool of water with no clothes on and then she disappeared!" The words came out of his mouth before he could stop them, and he slapped his hands over his mouth. Miroku grinned mischievously, his eyes twinkling with a sly nature. Inuyasha sighed. There was nothing he could do now. His reputation with Miroku was as good as gone.
Sango appeared from behind a bush, fully clothed with a towel in her hand. She noted Miroku's strange look. "Did I miss something?" she asked. Miroku stood up and whispered in her ear. Her eyes widened.
"He did WHAT?!" she yelled. Inuyasha could not figure out why she was yelling. "What did this 'girl' look like?" she yelled, grabbing Inuyasha by the front of his shirt. He sputtered.
"Well she was a little shorter then me, black hair, tan skin, and ears on the top of her head." he squeaked. Sango's hands began to shake. Looking at her strangely, he added, "I didn't even touch her, Sango!" She dropped him.
"You better not have . . ." she muttered. Miroku looked at her.
"Why do you care if Inuyasha gets lucky?" he asked, a slight twinge of dread in his voice. Sango looked at him, rubbing her eyes.
"She's my-"
But before she could finish, a figure dropped from the sky. A figure . . .with wings.
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Ugh- That was HORRIBLE! Anyway, I wanted to mention that unless requested by my fans, I will not be starting any new fics after finishing these. I repeat- I will NOT be starting any new fics unless REQUESTED BY MY FANS. ^_^ So, if you want something new, then please let me know by e-mailing me, or putting it in your reviews.