Chapter 3: Whatever went wrong?
"Hey Inuyasha, you okay?"
Inuyasha opened his eyes...
Shippô's potion took effect as soon as Inuyasha saw Sango… and the hanyou's mind, already woozy from the pounding he'd received, was infected by the love potion in seconds and drove everything but the thought of Sango… glorious Sango… beautiful Sango… completely out of his mind. He bolted upright, ignoring his pounding head, as he grabbed Sango's hand and jerked her down into the crater, clasping her hands. "I've finally realized! No, Sango, I'm not okay, and won't be until you are MINE!" Inuyasha's eyes glowed with a fiery passion that Sango frankly found disturbing. Whoa. The hanyou had never even hinted at romantic feelings for her, and now here he was, drooling over her hand like he had morphed into one of Miroku's sex fiend disciples or something. And there wasn't something right about that glazed, deer-caught-in-the-headlights look…
She backed away slowly, edging towards her boomerang in case he needed to be taken out for his own good.
"Um, wow… maybe you had better lie down for a while, I think your head was pounded into the ground one too many times, Inuyasha." She bolted away, screaming, "KAGOMEEEEE!"
Shippô found Kagome stuffing things back into her backpack furiously, muttering dire things under her breath and kicking things over. Not a good sign. But, remembering the love potion he'd already given Inuyasha, he started forward again and tugged on Kagome's skirt. She whirled around, her hand upraised, ready to smack the pervert who dared touch the skirt. However, after glancing about confusedly at her eye level, she looked down and saw Shippô, then sagged and sighed. "Um, hi, Shippô," she said falteringly.
"Come on, I've got something really cool to show you!" said Shippô cheerily, leading Kagome towards the crater that he thought contained Inuyasha.
When they reached it, she raised an eyebrow and then asked, almost cheerily, "That was made by… Inuyasha?"
"Umm… yeah… by his head, anyways…" Shippô was sweating bullets. If Inuyasha wasn't here, then…
Meanwhile, Sango ran like she'd never run before, panting, trying to stay as far away from the lovesick half-demon as possible. She could hear snapping twigs and crashing branches behind and ran even harder. "What is up with him!" she gritted. If this is some sort of sick joke, it's NOT funny!
Inuyasha pursued Sango mindlessly, only one thought scrolling through that brain of his: "I LOVE YOU, SANGO!"
All of a sudden, his sensitive ears caught that dreaded word: "OSUWARI!"
"AAAAAAAHHHH!"
Shippô stood there, speechless. What the hell was going on! It was Kagome that Inuyasha was supposed to be fawning over like a mindless cow. Oh, shit…
Sango slid to a halt, gasping for breath. "Thank… the gods I finally found you… Kagome. I think he's… possessed or something…" Shippô twitched.
Kagome crossed her arms and turned away. "It's pretty obvious, isn't it? All I can say is congratulations. You two make a darling couple." Kagome stamped off, and Inuyasha glomped Sango. "Gah! Get OFF, you pervert!" she snarled.
Miroku emerged from the woods, rubbing his aching head, oblivious to all that had just happened. Kagome ran straight into him and immediately started bawling in his arms. "Whatever went wrong!" she wailed
Miroku soothed her, rubbing her back, those twitchy fingers going lower and lower. Suddenly, Kagome yelped and slapped him for his fourth time that day. "PERVERT!"
