Title: Hojo-kun: Sengoku O Togi Zoushi
Genre: AU/Humor/Action/Adventure
Theme: Alternate Reality, Week #21
Word Count: 633
Rating: PG
Pairing: None
Summary: Kagome isn't the only one who fell down a well…
Higurashi Hojo believed himself to be a very fit, careful young man. He was an upperclassman at his high school and received good grades. He was studious and thoughtful, if not a bit clueless at times.
On his fifteenth birthday Hojo received a tremendous surprise as a strange four-armed centipede-woman pulled him down an old well. She was babbling on about some jewel as she clawed at his side. Frightened by the grotesque creature that wore nothing at all, he tried to push her away from him. A burst of light shone forth from his hands and blew the centipede woman away into the spiraling darkness.
Crashing to the floor of the well, he hurriedly scrambled up the side of the well because he was a most cowardly young man. Upon landing on the soft grass, Hojo knew he wasn't in Tokyo anymore. For one, he knew they definitely didn't have giant-centipede women in Tokyo.
He discovered the giant God-Tree that grew outside his own home and investigated it only to find that a young man was pinned to the tree. He was older than Hojo by a year or so, and he had long silver hair and cute little dog ears on the top of his head. His eyes opened as Hojo looked on and he saw that he had golden eyes. 'Very unnatural coloring, he must not be eating very well,' he thought to himself as he gave him an ugly glare.
"You," he commanded, jerking his chin at him sharply. "Release me."
"W-what? How?" Hojo had stammered.
"Don't be an idiot, pull the arrow out," he replied gruffly.
He swallowed and nodded, because it seemed like the right thing to do. The young man - however ugly in personality - was in need of his services and he couldn't just leave him there. Climbing up, he gripped onto the arrow, only to find that it dissolved as soon as his fingers brushed against it.
The young man gave him a toothy grin, showing off several shiny fangs that glinted in the afternoon light. Hojo started; quite sure that several canines in one mouth were not a good sign. 'He is worse off than I thought,' he thought, startled.
He jumped back, falling on his butt in the dirt. A shiny pink object shot from his pocket and dashed against the stones below as he landed, scattering into a million different pieces with a burst of light. The man started, eyeing him in bewilderment.
Hojo blinked and reached inside his pocket stupidly, trying to find the birthday present he had received from his grandfather that morning. The only thing he found was a small sliver of something that pricked his finger. Picking it out of his pocket, he raised it so that he could get a better look at it. It was but a tiny sliver of the jewel.
The young man gasped and came incredibly close, looking at the sliver in disbelief and then turned a disdainful sneer on Hojo who cringed.
"You broke the Shikon Jewel! You idiot, now how the hell am I supposed to become a full demon!" He roared at Hojo angrily.
"W-what?" Hojo stammered, backing away awkwardly. The man with dog-ears and yellow eyes grasped his wrist tightly though and pulled him off into the forest.
"C'mon, you're helping me find the rest of these stupid things," he growled under his breath an extra little tidbit about humans being smelly, ugly and incredibly dense.
So Hojo had many exciting adventures, though he wasn't entirely sure what was going on half the time, and he insisted that everyone eat nourishing, extremely nutritional meals. They would join up with a kitsune kit, a perverted houshi and a taijiya, but those are stories for another time.
THE END?