INUYASHA
Again, wasn't sure what to do at the end, but also, I really like the beginning. I know kinda what I wanted this to do, but it really has no plot. No plot I really like, anyhow.
Warrior in Miko Cast
"You won't catch me this time!" cried the man running through the path in the forest. He was wearing the almost tight outfit defined of a warrior, so that one had total freedom of movement, his in shades of blue. His dark hair was pulled back into a small pony-tail.
"That's what you think!" came the cry to his right, and he veered to the side of the path as a second figure emerged from the foliage. This one's attire was in shade's of red, his long, white hair whipping out behind him. He made a sort of leap at the first man, swinging around to try to knock him off his feet. The object of his attack easily dodged, leaping into the air.
"You think that can stop-oomph!" The young man hadn't seen the backwards kick, directed with the other foot, until it smacked him in the stomach and succeeded in knocking him down.
The second man was quick to stand over his prey, feet on either side of the young man's abdomen. He pulled his sword from its scabbard and pointed it at his opponent.
"Eh, Inuyasha, don't point that thing at me!" he cried, pulling up his hands in a placating gesture. The other boy only sneered, golden eyes flashing, and reached out his hand in a demanding fashion.
"Hand it over, Miroku, and I might let you live."
"Hah! Like you would kill me, even if you could." the boy snickered back, pulling a small, foot long black object from his belt. On the end of the small pole was a circle, with rings that jangled as he held it up horizontally in between them. Immediately it extended to the size of a large staff, and he attempted to through off the sword.
Laughing, his white-haired combatant said, "If that's how you want to play it, fine by me!" Allowing his sword to convert into a large, gleaming, pearly-white fang, he let out another laugh, which was cut short by an imperious voice calling out to them.
"Inuyasha! Miroku! Is this what you do in you free time! I thought you said you went to an arcade out of town!" the authoritative female voice berated.
The two boys turned their heads towards the newcomer watching them. Miroku grinned sheepishly from below Inuyasha. "Well, that too," he said. "And besides, I just stole Inuyasha entry log, so this was kinda important."
Inuyasha then turned back to the boy. "That's right; now return it, you filthy lech! Before I decide I really have to kill you!"
Miroku looked astonished. "Inuyasha, I am no lewd common priest!" he cried in shock.
"No, you're not; common priests aren't supposed to have hentai souls, especial warrior priests." Then Inuyasha looked thoughtful. "But of course a hentai warrior isn't out of the question. It's the hentai priest that shouldn't exist."
"Before we go into the definition of lech - which, by the way would have Miroku's picture beside it along with a warning sign to females - I came here to say that we are going to get a new student in our class!" the girl exclaimed, clasping her hands.
"Which one, though?" Inuyasha asked boredly, stepping away from Miroku to lean back against a tree, putting away his sword. "We share almost every class, Sango, so that wouldn't narrow it down much. What are his talents?"
Promptly after being released, Miroku stood and pulled the small, black case from his belt. Inuyasha, having been waiting for him to do so, snatched it and returned it to his own belt.
"Well, a good singer, so I think they might put you back in the Chorus, Inuyasha, with Miroku and me. Along with a talent with mechanics, and a bit of a psychic - I think I heard something about some precognitive dreams - a fair martial artist to boot . . . " Sango ticked off on her fingers.
Inuyasha was just starting to think that maybe he could be friends with this kid, until Sango looked up and said, "Oh, and did I tell you I used to train with her?"
Both Inuyasha and Miroku's mouth fell open. "She's a g-g-girl?" they both stuttered simultaneously.
"Yeah." Sango said, cocking her head at the boys. "What's so surprising about that?"
"Well . . . I don't know. It's just, I'm not used to girls being so athletic." Inuyasha said. At Sango's facial expression, he quickly added, "No offence, Sango. You're different. You've been training all your life."
"So has she!" Sango cried indignantly. "And she's good, too! Just you wait; she'll kick your ass, Inuyasha!"
"feh" was Inuyasha's response, as he headed back into the building he was starting to call home. He'd only been here a week, but old man Toutousai had been a friend of his father's, so he'd been a familiar face in a croud of strangers.
