Okay, here is Chapter 3! Sorry for the long wait. There really isn't any good excuse for it, but I am so sorry, and I hope you can forgive me!
A Vengeful Miko
Chapter 3
Kagome sat lazily on a rock, gazing without emotion at the four hobbits as they consumed yet another meal, or what they fondly referred to as 'second breakfast.'
This was the groups second day on the road to Bree, and Kagome didn't think that she could be anymore surprised at the hobbits' eating habits. The third time that they insisted on stopping yesterday, Kagome was sure that they had already eaten more than enough of their fill, and just wanted to take a small 'potty break.' She could never have been more wrong. They had proceeded to take out another whole meal, and stop in the middle of the road the eat it. She simply eyed them dispassionately for a moment before sighing and sinking down on a nearby rock to wait. Kagome was appalled, and somewhat amazed, but she was no longer surprised.
Besides these regular breaks every two hours or so, they walked at a fairly steady pace, and if what the traveler they had passed a while back was correct, they should reach Bree by nightfall. Providing the hobbits would stop eating all the food and hurry up.
The meals did serve Kagome in some ways though. She got a chance to rest after the walk, and to ask questions about Middle Earth. Normally, she would have easily been able to keep up with the mild paced hobbits after walking around Japan with Inuyasha, but she was still injured, and traveling did not heal her by any means. While she rested, she asked Frodo questions. She learned about the shire and the different races and where they lived. She sensed that the hobbits really loved the Shire, which confused her. Why did they leave if they loved it so much? Why go to Bree? When she asked, all she got was one evasive answer after another. After awhile she stopped trying.
Kagome popped abruptly out of her musings when she saw Frodo fidget and play with the chain around his neck. He had been doing that a lot lately, and whenever he would catch her staring at him he would wriggle around uncomfortably and look away. It was odd, and Kagome was starting to think that whatever was on that chain might have something to do with the hobbits leaving the Shire. She noticed that whenever Sam, Merry, or Pippin thought no one was looking, they would steal shifty glances at the chain around Frodo's neck, and then quickly look away again, as if afraid of corruption.
Still, no matter how hard she thought, Kagome could not possibly fathom what could lie on that chain. It could not possibly be as important as the burden that she herself carried, that of the Shikon No Tama, which she carried around her own neck.
While Kagome was pondering yet again, the hobbits must have packed up, for when she looked up, they were ready to continue on their journey. This time, with a lot less stops if Kagome had anything to do with it.
Six hours and three stops later (Kagome was unsuccessful at nudging the group along), the party reached the gates of Bree. As they approached, a small window flew open and a gruff, suspicious looking man peered out at them. "What do you want, and where do you come from?" he asked curiously. "We are travelers, journeying east of here, but can go no further tonight. We make for an inn and a warm place to spend the night." announced Frodo, stepping forward. The man stared for a moment more before disappearing from the window and reappearing a moment later as the gate opened.
"Pardon my asking questions," the man said, ushering them in, "but there be queer folk around lately, and it's my job to inquire about these things, you see." Kagome noticed the uneasy glances that the hobbits exchanged at this, and narrowed her eyes. "What 'queer folk' are you talking about sir?" she asked coldly. "Well, there's been talk around these parts about a man in black atop a black horse riding about, scaring people half to death," replied the man simply. Kagome noticed Frodo's flinch when he heard this, and her curiosity was only ignited further, but she decided to let it go now, and save it for another time. "Thank you sir, we'll be going now," she said, before walking off and leading the hobbits the building that must be the inn.
The building had a sign on it saying 'The Prancing Pony' and only an inn would have a name like that. As they entered, they were greeted by a large, jovial man in an apron saying "Good evening. I'm Barliman Butterbur. What may you be wanting?" "I am Frodo Underhill, and I would like room for myself and my companions," spoke Frodo. Now Kagome was even more sure that something was wrong. Why would Frodo give a false name? Nevertheless, the man agreed and told them that rooms were ready if they wanted to go up now, or they could go into the common room for drinks and food. The group decided to go into the common room; Kagome to observe and the hobbits to drink.
Sitting at a table, Kagome was very relaxed, except that a man shrouded in a cloak kept staring at her, and she didn't like it. He didn't necessarily have hostile a hostile aura, but it wasn't very nice either, and rather protective feeling. She could practically feel his eyes burning holes into her head. She shot him a menacing glare from across the room before resuming listening to Merry and Pippin discussing a farewell party for a man named Bilbo. As they were getting to a particularly interesting part of the story, Frodo suddenly jumped onto the table and started singing and dancing, much to the amusement of the onlookers.
This whole situation was very, very fishy. Even by Kagome's standards.
Frodo was getting more and more careless, and a made a particularly stupid jump into the air, landing on a table, and then, to the astonishment to all, vanished. Just before he vanished Kagome noticed that he had slipped a ring on. A ring that was on a chain around his neck. And it made him invisible. A huge commotion ensued as the crowd looked for him. Several minutes later, Frodo still nowhere in sight, she managed to herd the other hobbits out of the crowd, and into a more quiet area by the hall way. Frodo was there leaning against a wall, looking petrified and ashamed. Kagome kneeled down, looked into his face and said "I think you have some explaining to do."
Right before being slammed hard into the wall.
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Sorry once again for the delay. I'm trying to update at least once a month, if not every two weeks, or whenever inspiration strikes. Unfortunately, inspirations strikes slowly.
Most reviewers want a Kagome/Legolas pairing it seems. I'll give it another chapter or two and get more reviews though, just to be sure. If you want a Kag/Ar or a Kag/Leg/Ar, you better start voting!
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