Here is chapter two. I hope you enjoy it, I've not been writing lately, sorry about that. Personal things, nothing you need to worry about. In response to a particular review concerning Anya and her behavioral traits, yes, that is her style. She gets more pushy and arrogant around Sango, but when she is up and moving, she is going to be more of a sweetie. I am itching for a romance scene, but we will have to wait until she is out of bed and healed for that. Also, there are some nice alterations within the format, in response to another review. Please keep reviewing, you all are nice people. Well, on with the chapter.
Anya's violet-lidded eyes fluttered open, as she uttered a muffled cry into her hands, which flew to her mouth. Oh, that's right. They had found her wounded; she'd forgotten just where she was, and why she was there. A little weak smile formed on her dark-colored lips, as she tried to sit up. No such luck; she was groggy from sleeping, she was frail from the medicines they had given her. She wasn't in a condition to sit up at all, and she knew it. A small yawn escaped the lips that had moments ago been fixed in a little weak expression of happiness. Then again, maybe she was just delirious from the medication. Just as soon as she had decided she wouldn't try to sit up again, she noticed Miroku and Kagome hovering over her. Kagome was making sure she was alright; Miroku was, well, being himself. A hand slipped itself under her and grabbed hold of Anya's rear end. Every bit of her that denied sitting up had momentarily vanished, and she squealed, jumping slightly, and arching her back in utter surprise.
Though how surprised she was, in the entire process, she did not strike him. Kagome looked at this sight with a raised brow; after all, she may as well have been seeing Sessho-Maru enjoying the company of any human but Rin. Sango scowled and looked at them, muttering a derogatory comment toward Anya (of course) in jealousy. Sango shook her head, glowering at Anya for a few moments, and then standing up to leave with a rather Inu-Yasha like snort, muttering all the way. Nobody really paid mind to such behavior, after all, they knew that these two had a past. It wasn't much to get excited about for now; they'd reveal it on their own in time. Breaking up everyone's thought was an odd mewling sound, coming from just outside the entrance, and the sound of paws on a door. Opening the said entry, Inu-Yasha sighed.
Through the doorway ran a small cat, it looked similar to Kirara, but it had three tails. In addition to the tails, a few more alterations were made. These alterations included the fact that the little feline was black, with dark violet paws and dark violet tainting the tip of each fluffy tail, as well as the fact that the eyes of the cat were a piercing plum tone. The major adjustment was the fact that two small bats wings were sprouted out of his furry ebony back, and they occasionally flapped subconsciously, but didn't really send the little critter into the air and around the room, but it would've been a sight had it been the case.
Anya sat up and grinned.
"AtsuYasu!" she called out in glee and the kitty leapt into her lap. She stroked the little furry kitten's body happily, and looked at him with the look that people give babies (well, people who like babies, those who don't like babies don't look at them that way) when they go to visit them in their crib after they're taken home. The petting received purrs of contentment from the cat, as he rubbed his little furry face against Anya's hand demanding more attention. Sango scowled at this as well, though I'm not so sure how Anya's reuniting with her kitten made her feel such anger toward Anya. It didn't matter though, she'd always be there, scowling and making rude comments about her. Oh well.
Kagome giggled and looked at the little cat. If it was possible, this little one was even cuter than Kirara, and that's saying something to some people.
"Aw, do all demon slayers have animal companions?" she asked, looking at the little kitty with another grin.
"Well, it's a choice, and I honestly only got little Atsu here in the beginning because he was so cute, but he's useful. There was a litter of demon-kittens a good few years ago, so I picked up AtsuYasu from here. He's one of the only darker ones, and he's the only one with wings that we all know of. Sango's cat was from a way different litter, you can tell that by looking. Oh, and there's not just cats."
Anya explained, all the while petting AtsuYasu with a nonchalant air.
Kagome smiled happily.
"Wow. I never knew that..." she revealed, receiving a small smile from Anya.
"You do now." Anya said, nodding a little, looking back at the little feline, which was forcing his little furry head under her hand, to remind her that he required attention, and daresay more than Kagome. A little satisfied purring came from the cat, as he curled up in her lap, face hidden with his violet-tipped paws.
Anya yawned further, and looked at Kagome.
"Do you know how long I'll be bedridden?"
Anya looked sort of helpless in her current state, just able to sit up with aid of several bundles serving as pillows. The medicine must have been doing it to her, or, at least, it's what she hoped. If she was indeed paralyzed, her life was basically OVER. It was a bleak prospect for a demon-slayer, and a frequent beacon of male visual excitement. Shaking her head the best she could, the woman sighed, and waited for her answer.
"Only for another day or so, you may even be better by tonight. We can just hope for the best."
Kagome smiled brightly and optimistically, looking at Anya, who began to speak.
"Nothing you can do can get me up sooner?'
Kagome looked thoughtful, racking her brain for herbs or medicines that could have Anya up and running sooner than good old-fashioned rest. She could give her something that would make her more energetic; to give her body will to get up. Her body was just exhausted, the wounds were healed enough to be up and walking. No running (or even jogging), but it was an improvement.
"I could give you energy medicines..."
Anya looked up, as Kagome replied to her. She took into account how much she wanted to be up to look around and how much better her body healed if it actually was in motion.
"Sold; I need to be up soon."
Kagome looked at Anya, digging around in her backpack and finding a small plastic Zip-loc bag filled with small leaves. Written on the bag were Japanese characters explaining that yes, it was energy medications.
"I'm going to make you some tea. Miroku, help sit her up so she can get it down."
Miroku stood, moving Anya enough so she was able to get into a sitting position. Kagome was brewing tea, with the leaves milled in, for Anya's energy benefit.
"Are you comfortable?"
Miroku asked the question, looking at Anya in a slightly concerned fashion. Her violet eyes watched him for a moment, before she replied, simply.
"Yes."
Silence overtook for a few moments, until Kagome shattered it, as she extended a cup of tea to Anya.
"This ought to make you feel more energetic, and get you out of bed."
"Thank you, Kagome."
Anya looked at the tea, taking it in both hands, and sipping it. It tasted simply like peppermint tea, but had an un-identifiable flavor in with it. It did not spoil the flavor what so ever, but it made it different. Soon, the tea was down, and the cup was back in Kagome's hands.
'It should take effect in a half-hour or hour, at most."
Anya looked at Miroku, who had since moved himself over to the other side of the room. It was a boring occupation, just sitting (or lying, ooh, variation) on a mat on the floor and waiting for your wounds to heal themselves. She would much rather be up and about, even though she would need a human crutch, or perhaps, her staff.
Kagome looked at Anya.
"I never asked; how old are you?"
Anya pondered for a moment, but only a moment.
"Nineteen and three fourths; my birth day is in a few months."
"Oh."
It was all Kagome could think of to respond with, so it was all she really said. Looking around the room, she yawned. "I'm going to look for Inu-Yasha."
Chapter two is final. I want to have Anya up in chapter three, and BY chapter four, in another romantic entanglement. I think I will have some villainous individual capture her, have –enter character name here- realize he loves Anya, and then have him save her. I want Anya to have someone interested in her, and have to choose. Just ideas, though.