Disclaimer - Inu Yasha and its affiliates belong to Rumiko Takahashi (bless her
creative little heart!) and Viz, and all those other people who have a part in its
production simply because they have oodles and oodles of cash (which we do not).
Authors' Notes -
Sorry to have kept you guys waiting so long! We've tried to make a habit of keeping
a few chapters ahead of our updates, but its been a bit difficult with all the ideas
we have in store for this fic...
Wufei - Dear Buddha...
But rest assured, here is chapter 9 for your reading enjoyment. We hope it's not too
out of character for everyone, but let us know for sure! Reviews make us happy!
Wufei - And expand their egos...
Chapter 9
After regaining consciousness, Inu Yasha remained where he lay, the urge to be
up and moving about almost nonexistent. His golden eyes remained shut as his
mind shift through the errant thoughts roaming about in his head.
He'd had a nightmare again; the same as before, he envisioned himself in a void,
where he could hear Kagome calling out to him. Just like before, he had spotted
her too late to save her. Also like before, he forced himself awake before he could witness the consequences of his error.
'Was it really my fault…?' he wondered absently to himself. Had it been anything,
he would have disregarded it as a silly dream. However, it seemed much too real. Miroku had even mentioned something about dreams being a reflection of things occurring in the real world. Was it possible for this particular dream to hold some
truth to it…?
Inu Yasha frowned irritably, forcing his mind away from such thoughts. 'Keh…
stupid monk…' He sat up slowly, wincing as his muscles ached in protest. How
long had he been out?
~ "Inu Yasha… Osuwari." ~
His ears flicked downwards at the memory. Three 'sits'; she had actually sat him
three times! Never had he seen her that angry with him, let alone anyone else.
~ "Don't you get it, Inu Yasha?" ~ The hanyou clenched his eyes shut, the pain
coming back with renewed force. Was it the illness making him feel this way, or
was it something else? ~ "I don't need you!" ~
"Stupid girl, she won't last a day without me." he muttered out loud, even though
no one was around to disagree.
Though, he thought to himself, what did it matter anyway? It's not like he needed anyone to be; he'd been alone for years before Kagome came along. He didn't ask
her to break the seal on the Goshinboku, did he?* No one told her to get involved, no
one told her break the Shikon no Tama, did they?
The scowl on Inu Yasha's face deepened. It wasn't his fault that she fell into the
well, nor was it his fault that she kept coming back to collect the Shikon no Kakeru
because she was the only one who could see them. Nobody told her to put her life
on the line for a cause that could easily be completed without her.
And yet she did it; yes, she did complain about how affected her life back in her own time, but she always gave 100% when the situation called for it. There were times
when she even went above and beyond the call of duty. And for what - just to make sure he got what he wanted without getting seriously injured. Did he ever ask her to
do that?
Inu Yasha 'hmph'ed. "Stupid wench… I never asked her to care so much." He
paused, as the sentence left his mouth. Never asked her to care; and yet she
always did, even when he was a bastard to her. She'd get angry with him, sure, but
she always came back no matter what she did with a smile on her face.
~ "I don't need you!" ~
How could she not need him? The very thought was ridiculous, wasn't it? He
protected her from evil youkai (and lecherous monks), he traveled with her (though
he wasn't great company at times), he'd saved her life numerous times - in this time
and her own; how was it possible for her to not need him?
~ Maybe you're the one that needs her… ever thought of that? ~ a voice called out
to him.
~ Don't be ridiculous! ~ Cried another. ~ He doesn't need her. She's nothing more
than a distraction! ~
Inu Yasha sighed. A distraction; that's what he'd always called her when he found
his thoughts straying to her too often. While Kagome did occupy his mind more
often than he'd like, she was by no means just a distraction. She meant more to
him than that.
'She means something to me…?' The hanyou blinked in confusion at his own words.
'I guess I've taken her for granted… It's up to her to spot all the Shikon no Tama shards… I figured as long as she was here to do that, she would always stay by my side. And now…'
~ "I don't need you!" ~
"Now I've managed to run her off… Keh, some protector I turned out to be." He
clenched his eyes shut. Why was it that thinking of her always caused him pain?
~ Don't complain, you weakling, ~ Replied the first voice, causing the hanyou to
blink in surprise. ~ How can you just sit there when the girl's off in the woods somewhere, risking her neck just to help you? ~
"Shit! That's right!" Inu Yasha reached for the Tetsusaiga, using the sheath to lift himself from the ground. "Damnit…" His golden eyes gleamed dangerously. "You better keep safe, wench… If something happens to you…" He hoped to Kami that nothing would. "I don't know what I'll end up doing."
~~~
After traveling for a few hours, Miroku and the others decided to stop for a break.
They had walked for a few miles, giving Kirara a break, spotting a little hill overlooking
a small pond. Shippo - still hyped up on the fact that he could be of some use - volunteered to scrounge up some lunch for the group.
"I'll be back in a bit!" he exclaimed, bounding down the hill as fast as his little legs
could carry him. "I hope you guys are up to some fish!"
"That sounds wonderful!" Sango smiled, watching his form get small and smaller
in the distance. "He certainly is eager to please, isn't he?"
Miroku chuckled. "He isn't so bad when he isn't tempting fate by goading Inu
Yasha." he replied. "Sometimes I fear he's digging himself into an early grave."
"You know Inu Yasha wouldn't seriously hurt him, houshi-sama." Sango
admonished. "Kagome would never let one of their scuffles get that far."
"Only when she's around to stop it." Miroku replied with a sigh. "I fear things will
be quite different from now on."
Sango bit her lip in worry. "I have every confidence that Kagome will find a cure."
she replied, more to assure herself than the monk by her side.
"I was not doubting that at all, dear Sango," The taijiya blinked. "I only fear that
this latest development will do no good for Inu Yasha and Kagome-sama's relation-
ship."
The word relationship could hardly serve to describe the interaction between the
two clashing titans Miroku had just mentioned, but Sango couldn't help but agree.
"I've never seen Inu Yasha say such downright cruel things to Kagome-chan," she frowned. "I don't like the idea of her being alone, but he didn't have to be so cruel!"
"You're right," Miroku replied with a nod. "But everyone knows that is what's to be expected of Inu Yasha… especially at a time like this. He would much rather be
rude than admit what - if anything - is going through his head. That is just his way."
"True," Sango murmured thoughtfully. "But one can only make so many
allowances…"
"I agree with you wholeheartedly, Sango, Inu Yasha did go too far. Kagome had
every right to be angry with him." 'But never have I seen her that angry…' The monk frowned slightly. 'Inu Yasha, you may have hurt Kagome more than she can forgive
this time…'
"Houshi-sama?"
Miroku blinked, abandoning his thoughts to focus his attention on the young woman next to him. She looked so pretty right then; with the sun in her hair, her eyes only slightly downcast, her lips pursed with worry. He felt his cursed hand twitch slightly, but he fought valiantly against temptation. It didn't seem right to grope her… 'Perhaps later…' "Yes, Sango-san?"
"From what we saw the other day in that clearing… it's pretty clear to me that
Kagome has feelings for Inu Yasha," She turned to him questioningly. "Do you
think he's even aware of how much she cares for him?"
"Despite how bullheaded he may act," Miroku answered with a chuckle. "He isn't stupid. I think, because of the lifestyle he may have been brought up in, that he's
wary of people that show any feeling towards him for fear that they might be
deceiving him. He can be very untrusting towards others."
"I've no doubt about that."
"Hm, yes… but in all of my travels with him and Kagome, I do believe that he is
aware - to some extent - that Kagome cares for him. He might not like it, he might
not want to believe it, but he knows it to be true." The monk smirked, remembering
their first encounter. Inu Yasha had threatened with bodily harm after being caught groping her. Oh, and how he had responded to his asking Kagome to bear his
child…? "After all, he is quite protective of her.""
"Possessive, you mean." Sango amended.
Miroku only smiled. "He is part demon… Dog demon, in fact; it's in his blood." he responded. "Instincts call for him to protect his mate and all those placed under his charge."
"I can see him placing us 'under his charge'," said Sango laughingly. "But surely he doesn't see Kagome as his mate."
Miroku only shrugged. Who knew for sure what the heart dictated? He was certain
that Inu Yasha knew less about such matters than most people did simply because
he was so used to keeping his emotions buried deep beneath the surface. Still, just
as Kagome brought out the youkai strength in him, she brought out the human in him as well, making Inu Yasha easier to be around. Only Kami knew what Fate had in
store for the two of them, though Miroku wished them only the best…
"Houshi-sama…"
"Yes, Sango-san…?"
"Things will turn out all right, won't they?"
"They always do, don't they?"
There was a pause. "Yes, but things are different now."
Different indeed - change had been creeping in long before the recent events had set themselves into motion. Surely Miroku hadn't been the only one to notice. Would
they be doomed to failure, or was it still possible to believe that there was hope - for
all of them?
Now was not the time for him to lose his calm and ever-optimistic face, the monk
told himself; not when others were looking to him for support. Miroku paused thoughtfully, before turning back to the exterminator. "We can only put our faith in
our companions and pray for their safety and success." he answered after a moment
of silence. "We cannot ask for any more than that."
Sango only nodded, folding her hands in her lap. From then on, silence passed between them as she mulled over his words.
A gentle breeze wafted over the hillside, blowing strands of hair into her face.
Turning away from the wind, the taijiya's gaze focused on the monk beside her. His face was calm - as always - but his eyes betrayed him. They were clouded with
worry - Sango assumed - for their two companions. Tentatively she placed a hand
on top of his cursed hand, giving a reassuring squeeze.
To her surprise, the monk started, turning to her with a bewildered look. It was endearingly cute, though she dare not tell him that.
"Sango-san…?" Miroku gave her a reassuring smile, though it was slightly uncertain.
"Everything will be just fine," she told him. "I'm quite sure of it."
He blinked again, as if unsure of what she meant, before nodding in agreement. "If
so the Lady Sango says," he replied demurely. "Then I must believe it to be so."
And they stayed that way for a few moments, only to be interrupted by a pair of wide green eyes staring at them impatiently.
"Well, isn't this cozy," Shippo replied. The two humans jumped away each other (though Sango managed to cover more distance) tittering and babbling aimless
excuses before the kitsune continued. "Are you two gonna just sit there or are you gonna help me clean this fish?"
"Of course!" Sango exclaimed all too eagerly, her face slightly flushed. "My, what
big fish you've caught, Shippo!" The kitsune beamed proudly.
"Indeed," Miroku chuckled. "We were wise to bring you with us!"
"Got that right!" he replied. "Who knows what would've happened without me here!"
The two adults blushed at this. However, his triumphant grin soon turned into a
slight pout. "But, I'm worried about Kagome… do you think she'll be all right?"
"Worry not, Shippo," Miroku replied, casting Sango a knowing glance. "Something
tells me Kagome-sama will be just fine."
"I hope so, too. I really, really hope so."
~~~
Information can travel very quickly by word of mouth. It hadn't been long before
everyone in the village knew of Kagome's decision to travel off to part unknown on
her own. The girl from the future was very well liked, so it came as no surprise that many of the villagers had stopped by to see if the rumors were true. While some
had merely told Kaede that they wished the young girl well on her journey, others
had claimed they would pray for her safe return.
'They will not be the only ones,' the elderly miko thought to herself as she bid good
day to a young couple who had come to confirm the rumor. They had even claimed
that they would name their unborn child after the girl, should she come to any harm,
in order to preserve her memory.
It was nearing dusk and Kaede decided it would be wise to check on Inu Yasha lest
he try to get up. She had administered a sleeping potion a few hours ago - enough to keep an ox under for a week - but knowing the hanyou, nothing short of magic would keep him down for long. However, his condition had worsened considerably in the
last few hours and being up and about would only make things worse.
"I shall administer some of the medicinal herbs Kaeruishi left," she told herself as
she entered the hut. "I doubt he'll take to kindly to them, but it is for his own good." With a bowl in one hand, she reached over for one of the pouches she had set aside only to find it gone. "How strange…" she murmured. Glancing along the table, she found that all the pouches were gone. She turned to the palette where Inu Yasha had once lay to ask him if there had been any visitors. What she saw came as a shock.
Save for a dried pool of blood, the palette was empty.
Kaede could only shake her head. "Oh dear…"
~End of Chapter 9
Authors' Notes -
Well? Did you expect anything less? Yo can't keep a good hanyou doped up for
long as I always say!
Nataku-chan - Uhm... when did you say that?
Miss Chang Po - Nevermind. As for the little asterisk thingy (*), I just thought it
interesting how Inu Yasha was remarking how he hadn't asked Kagome do all the
things she often did for him.
Nataku-chan - Quite right... though he says he never asked her to break the seal on
the Goshinboku... he actually kinda did. After all, it was either free the hanyou or get crushed and/or eaten alive by that ugly centipede youkai.
Miss Chang Po - Was her name really 'Mistress Centipede' or was that just some
lame-ass dubbing? Anybody know for sure?
Nataku-chan - And while we're on the subject of names, I have another question: What
creative little heart!) and Viz, and all those other people who have a part in its
production simply because they have oodles and oodles of cash (which we do not).
Authors' Notes -
Sorry to have kept you guys waiting so long! We've tried to make a habit of keeping
a few chapters ahead of our updates, but its been a bit difficult with all the ideas
we have in store for this fic...
Wufei - Dear Buddha...
But rest assured, here is chapter 9 for your reading enjoyment. We hope it's not too
out of character for everyone, but let us know for sure! Reviews make us happy!
Wufei - And expand their egos...
Chapter 9
After regaining consciousness, Inu Yasha remained where he lay, the urge to be
up and moving about almost nonexistent. His golden eyes remained shut as his
mind shift through the errant thoughts roaming about in his head.
He'd had a nightmare again; the same as before, he envisioned himself in a void,
where he could hear Kagome calling out to him. Just like before, he had spotted
her too late to save her. Also like before, he forced himself awake before he could witness the consequences of his error.
'Was it really my fault…?' he wondered absently to himself. Had it been anything,
he would have disregarded it as a silly dream. However, it seemed much too real. Miroku had even mentioned something about dreams being a reflection of things occurring in the real world. Was it possible for this particular dream to hold some
truth to it…?
Inu Yasha frowned irritably, forcing his mind away from such thoughts. 'Keh…
stupid monk…' He sat up slowly, wincing as his muscles ached in protest. How
long had he been out?
~ "Inu Yasha… Osuwari." ~
His ears flicked downwards at the memory. Three 'sits'; she had actually sat him
three times! Never had he seen her that angry with him, let alone anyone else.
~ "Don't you get it, Inu Yasha?" ~ The hanyou clenched his eyes shut, the pain
coming back with renewed force. Was it the illness making him feel this way, or
was it something else? ~ "I don't need you!" ~
"Stupid girl, she won't last a day without me." he muttered out loud, even though
no one was around to disagree.
Though, he thought to himself, what did it matter anyway? It's not like he needed anyone to be; he'd been alone for years before Kagome came along. He didn't ask
her to break the seal on the Goshinboku, did he?* No one told her to get involved, no
one told her break the Shikon no Tama, did they?
The scowl on Inu Yasha's face deepened. It wasn't his fault that she fell into the
well, nor was it his fault that she kept coming back to collect the Shikon no Kakeru
because she was the only one who could see them. Nobody told her to put her life
on the line for a cause that could easily be completed without her.
And yet she did it; yes, she did complain about how affected her life back in her own time, but she always gave 100% when the situation called for it. There were times
when she even went above and beyond the call of duty. And for what - just to make sure he got what he wanted without getting seriously injured. Did he ever ask her to
do that?
Inu Yasha 'hmph'ed. "Stupid wench… I never asked her to care so much." He
paused, as the sentence left his mouth. Never asked her to care; and yet she
always did, even when he was a bastard to her. She'd get angry with him, sure, but
she always came back no matter what she did with a smile on her face.
~ "I don't need you!" ~
How could she not need him? The very thought was ridiculous, wasn't it? He
protected her from evil youkai (and lecherous monks), he traveled with her (though
he wasn't great company at times), he'd saved her life numerous times - in this time
and her own; how was it possible for her to not need him?
~ Maybe you're the one that needs her… ever thought of that? ~ a voice called out
to him.
~ Don't be ridiculous! ~ Cried another. ~ He doesn't need her. She's nothing more
than a distraction! ~
Inu Yasha sighed. A distraction; that's what he'd always called her when he found
his thoughts straying to her too often. While Kagome did occupy his mind more
often than he'd like, she was by no means just a distraction. She meant more to
him than that.
'She means something to me…?' The hanyou blinked in confusion at his own words.
'I guess I've taken her for granted… It's up to her to spot all the Shikon no Tama shards… I figured as long as she was here to do that, she would always stay by my side. And now…'
~ "I don't need you!" ~
"Now I've managed to run her off… Keh, some protector I turned out to be." He
clenched his eyes shut. Why was it that thinking of her always caused him pain?
~ Don't complain, you weakling, ~ Replied the first voice, causing the hanyou to
blink in surprise. ~ How can you just sit there when the girl's off in the woods somewhere, risking her neck just to help you? ~
"Shit! That's right!" Inu Yasha reached for the Tetsusaiga, using the sheath to lift himself from the ground. "Damnit…" His golden eyes gleamed dangerously. "You better keep safe, wench… If something happens to you…" He hoped to Kami that nothing would. "I don't know what I'll end up doing."
~~~
After traveling for a few hours, Miroku and the others decided to stop for a break.
They had walked for a few miles, giving Kirara a break, spotting a little hill overlooking
a small pond. Shippo - still hyped up on the fact that he could be of some use - volunteered to scrounge up some lunch for the group.
"I'll be back in a bit!" he exclaimed, bounding down the hill as fast as his little legs
could carry him. "I hope you guys are up to some fish!"
"That sounds wonderful!" Sango smiled, watching his form get small and smaller
in the distance. "He certainly is eager to please, isn't he?"
Miroku chuckled. "He isn't so bad when he isn't tempting fate by goading Inu
Yasha." he replied. "Sometimes I fear he's digging himself into an early grave."
"You know Inu Yasha wouldn't seriously hurt him, houshi-sama." Sango
admonished. "Kagome would never let one of their scuffles get that far."
"Only when she's around to stop it." Miroku replied with a sigh. "I fear things will
be quite different from now on."
Sango bit her lip in worry. "I have every confidence that Kagome will find a cure."
she replied, more to assure herself than the monk by her side.
"I was not doubting that at all, dear Sango," The taijiya blinked. "I only fear that
this latest development will do no good for Inu Yasha and Kagome-sama's relation-
ship."
The word relationship could hardly serve to describe the interaction between the
two clashing titans Miroku had just mentioned, but Sango couldn't help but agree.
"I've never seen Inu Yasha say such downright cruel things to Kagome-chan," she frowned. "I don't like the idea of her being alone, but he didn't have to be so cruel!"
"You're right," Miroku replied with a nod. "But everyone knows that is what's to be expected of Inu Yasha… especially at a time like this. He would much rather be
rude than admit what - if anything - is going through his head. That is just his way."
"True," Sango murmured thoughtfully. "But one can only make so many
allowances…"
"I agree with you wholeheartedly, Sango, Inu Yasha did go too far. Kagome had
every right to be angry with him." 'But never have I seen her that angry…' The monk frowned slightly. 'Inu Yasha, you may have hurt Kagome more than she can forgive
this time…'
"Houshi-sama?"
Miroku blinked, abandoning his thoughts to focus his attention on the young woman next to him. She looked so pretty right then; with the sun in her hair, her eyes only slightly downcast, her lips pursed with worry. He felt his cursed hand twitch slightly, but he fought valiantly against temptation. It didn't seem right to grope her… 'Perhaps later…' "Yes, Sango-san?"
"From what we saw the other day in that clearing… it's pretty clear to me that
Kagome has feelings for Inu Yasha," She turned to him questioningly. "Do you
think he's even aware of how much she cares for him?"
"Despite how bullheaded he may act," Miroku answered with a chuckle. "He isn't stupid. I think, because of the lifestyle he may have been brought up in, that he's
wary of people that show any feeling towards him for fear that they might be
deceiving him. He can be very untrusting towards others."
"I've no doubt about that."
"Hm, yes… but in all of my travels with him and Kagome, I do believe that he is
aware - to some extent - that Kagome cares for him. He might not like it, he might
not want to believe it, but he knows it to be true." The monk smirked, remembering
their first encounter. Inu Yasha had threatened with bodily harm after being caught groping her. Oh, and how he had responded to his asking Kagome to bear his
child…? "After all, he is quite protective of her.""
"Possessive, you mean." Sango amended.
Miroku only smiled. "He is part demon… Dog demon, in fact; it's in his blood." he responded. "Instincts call for him to protect his mate and all those placed under his charge."
"I can see him placing us 'under his charge'," said Sango laughingly. "But surely he doesn't see Kagome as his mate."
Miroku only shrugged. Who knew for sure what the heart dictated? He was certain
that Inu Yasha knew less about such matters than most people did simply because
he was so used to keeping his emotions buried deep beneath the surface. Still, just
as Kagome brought out the youkai strength in him, she brought out the human in him as well, making Inu Yasha easier to be around. Only Kami knew what Fate had in
store for the two of them, though Miroku wished them only the best…
"Houshi-sama…"
"Yes, Sango-san…?"
"Things will turn out all right, won't they?"
"They always do, don't they?"
There was a pause. "Yes, but things are different now."
Different indeed - change had been creeping in long before the recent events had set themselves into motion. Surely Miroku hadn't been the only one to notice. Would
they be doomed to failure, or was it still possible to believe that there was hope - for
all of them?
Now was not the time for him to lose his calm and ever-optimistic face, the monk
told himself; not when others were looking to him for support. Miroku paused thoughtfully, before turning back to the exterminator. "We can only put our faith in
our companions and pray for their safety and success." he answered after a moment
of silence. "We cannot ask for any more than that."
Sango only nodded, folding her hands in her lap. From then on, silence passed between them as she mulled over his words.
A gentle breeze wafted over the hillside, blowing strands of hair into her face.
Turning away from the wind, the taijiya's gaze focused on the monk beside her. His face was calm - as always - but his eyes betrayed him. They were clouded with
worry - Sango assumed - for their two companions. Tentatively she placed a hand
on top of his cursed hand, giving a reassuring squeeze.
To her surprise, the monk started, turning to her with a bewildered look. It was endearingly cute, though she dare not tell him that.
"Sango-san…?" Miroku gave her a reassuring smile, though it was slightly uncertain.
"Everything will be just fine," she told him. "I'm quite sure of it."
He blinked again, as if unsure of what she meant, before nodding in agreement. "If
so the Lady Sango says," he replied demurely. "Then I must believe it to be so."
And they stayed that way for a few moments, only to be interrupted by a pair of wide green eyes staring at them impatiently.
"Well, isn't this cozy," Shippo replied. The two humans jumped away each other (though Sango managed to cover more distance) tittering and babbling aimless
excuses before the kitsune continued. "Are you two gonna just sit there or are you gonna help me clean this fish?"
"Of course!" Sango exclaimed all too eagerly, her face slightly flushed. "My, what
big fish you've caught, Shippo!" The kitsune beamed proudly.
"Indeed," Miroku chuckled. "We were wise to bring you with us!"
"Got that right!" he replied. "Who knows what would've happened without me here!"
The two adults blushed at this. However, his triumphant grin soon turned into a
slight pout. "But, I'm worried about Kagome… do you think she'll be all right?"
"Worry not, Shippo," Miroku replied, casting Sango a knowing glance. "Something
tells me Kagome-sama will be just fine."
"I hope so, too. I really, really hope so."
~~~
Information can travel very quickly by word of mouth. It hadn't been long before
everyone in the village knew of Kagome's decision to travel off to part unknown on
her own. The girl from the future was very well liked, so it came as no surprise that many of the villagers had stopped by to see if the rumors were true. While some
had merely told Kaede that they wished the young girl well on her journey, others
had claimed they would pray for her safe return.
'They will not be the only ones,' the elderly miko thought to herself as she bid good
day to a young couple who had come to confirm the rumor. They had even claimed
that they would name their unborn child after the girl, should she come to any harm,
in order to preserve her memory.
It was nearing dusk and Kaede decided it would be wise to check on Inu Yasha lest
he try to get up. She had administered a sleeping potion a few hours ago - enough to keep an ox under for a week - but knowing the hanyou, nothing short of magic would keep him down for long. However, his condition had worsened considerably in the
last few hours and being up and about would only make things worse.
"I shall administer some of the medicinal herbs Kaeruishi left," she told herself as
she entered the hut. "I doubt he'll take to kindly to them, but it is for his own good." With a bowl in one hand, she reached over for one of the pouches she had set aside only to find it gone. "How strange…" she murmured. Glancing along the table, she found that all the pouches were gone. She turned to the palette where Inu Yasha had once lay to ask him if there had been any visitors. What she saw came as a shock.
Save for a dried pool of blood, the palette was empty.
Kaede could only shake her head. "Oh dear…"
~End of Chapter 9
Authors' Notes -
Well? Did you expect anything less? Yo can't keep a good hanyou doped up for
long as I always say!
Nataku-chan - Uhm... when did you say that?
Miss Chang Po - Nevermind. As for the little asterisk thingy (*), I just thought it
interesting how Inu Yasha was remarking how he hadn't asked Kagome do all the
things she often did for him.
Nataku-chan - Quite right... though he says he never asked her to break the seal on
the Goshinboku... he actually kinda did. After all, it was either free the hanyou or get crushed and/or eaten alive by that ugly centipede youkai.
Miss Chang Po - Was her name really 'Mistress Centipede' or was that just some
lame-ass dubbing? Anybody know for sure?
Nataku-chan - And while we're on the subject of names, I have another question: What