Colorful Emotions
Bad, bad me. I am such a lazy person. Actually, I should be doing a whole bunch of different things now. But here's the chapter. This one has MirSan stuff! Anyway, thanks to everyone who put up with me. And excuse me if the characters are a bit OOC. I haven't read Inuyasha in over…three months.
Chapter 7: Liar, Liar
Sango looked at the ground, staring at the boring brown dirt after leaving Shippou in the house—he had been sleepy. She wished that it were more interesting, but no, it was always the same stinking dirt.
Anyway, why was she thinking about dirt? How…
Oh, right. Because of Miroku. Because when she was around him recently, she felt really strange and couldn't look him in the face.
And now he was trying to get her to look up by bouncing around her waving his arms like windmills—oh, well he did act his perverted self. But only once in five minutes, which was improvement…
Slowly, Sango forced herself to look up and willed herself not to blush. This was really unlike her. Since when did she blush?
"Ah," said Miroku. "I thought you fell asleep standing up." (At which Sango rolled her eyes.)
Then he peered at her. "But really, Lady Sango, is something the matter?"
"No," Sango said quickly. "Everything's fine."
Miroku opened his mouth to say something but then stopped and instead, said, "I'm a bit hungry. I think I'll in for some food."
Sango blinked. "You can cook?"
"No," he said, looking at her as if she were crazy. "But Kaede can."
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Miroku lumbered into the hut, and Kaede, who hadn't had a break from Inuyasha and his gang in a long time, simply stared at him.
"Can you make me a potion?" Miroku asked.
"Depends," Kaede said, eyeing him. "What for?"
"For Sango," he told her. "She's been a bit quiet these days…"
Kaede snorted. "And I'm supposed to make a 'Loudening' potion or something?" Kids these days, she thought, slipping back into a stereotypical old grouch.
"Nope," Miroku said, her bad mood just bouncing off him, "just a truth-telling one."
Kaede frowned. "I'm busy."
"With what?" Miroku smirked.
"Never mind," Kaede said. "Why don't you make the potion if you want it so much?"
Miroku whined, and the two argued for five minutes before Miroku finally walked in another room to get the instructions.
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Kagome waved to the last kid—a short girl with pigtails—as she closed the door. Souta had gone up to his room to admire his presents, leaving Kagome and Inuyasha in the living room.
"Well?" Kagome asked.
Inuyasha looked up. "Well what?"
"Well," Kagome replied, "did you enjoy the party?"
Inuyasha turned away, but not before Kagome saw a slight—and almost repressed—smile on his face. "Feh," he muttered. "It was dumb."
"Sure," said Kagome, rolling her eyes. "Whatever you say…so we should head back now, shouldn't we?"
Inuyasha grunted. Then he said, "We should leave Miroku and Sango together for a while."
Kagome blinked. "Since when did you play the matchmaker?"
"Since never. It's payback for Miroku—he'll act perverted and Sango will murder him," Inuyasha snorted.
What a…nice friend he is, Kagome thought, rolling her eyes, but sat down next to Inuyasha anyway.
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Moments later, Miroku was staring down at the ingredients, puzzled.
Frog mucus, three (3) spoonfuls.
What in the world? Where in the world would he get spoonfuls of frog mucus? Um…next ingredient…
One (1) salamander tail.
Miroku read the rest of list and sighed, and with each line his frown deepened.
He had a lot of work to do.
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"Come here, little ol' frog," Miroku coaxed, motioning to a tiny bullfrog. It glared at him and croaked.
"Come here, frog," Miroku said again, slightly more agitated and with his teeth clenched. It gave a wary little hop away from the log and right next to him.
Miroku let out a short sigh of relief. He reached out to grab the frog—slowly, so as to not scare it—but then stared. Now what? He had the frog, and now he needed the mucus. He picked up the frog and was careful that he was hurting it before he put it in a small case (with air holes he had poked through using his staff) and decided to get the mucus later.
Not for the salamander tail, which technically wouldn't harm the salamander since they grow their tails back…
Miroku hopped over a log and into the woods.
He looked around and checked his list.
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A few hours later, he had trudged out and into Kaede's kitchen, bruises, scabs, and random cuts all over …and some red itchy spots, from when he had picked up poison ivy rather than herbs.
"This potion better be worth it," he grumbled to himself, soon aware that he would only go through so much trouble for Sango.
He sprinkled some salt in and watched the liquid simmer. It sent out an odor of rotted, molding rice.
The potion bubbled for a minute and became still—it was finished. Miroku grinned, poured it in a glass, and went to go find Sango.
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Miroku found her sitting (in Kaede's hut), staring blankly, thinking. She would do that sometimes…perhaps she was thinking about Kohaku? With a pang, he vowed to be nicer to her. Minus the groping. That didn't count as being inconsiderate.
"Hi," said Miroku as he sat down next to her. Sango jumped ten feet in the air—clearly she had been deep in thought.
"You scared me, idiot," Sango glared at him.
"Yep, and you were thinking about your love for me so deeply that when I came, you freaked out," Miroku said knowingly—or so he thought.
Sango rolled her eyes and smacked him.
"Well anyway," Miroku continued, rubbing his head, "I saved you a drink." He handed it to her.
Sango took it and looked at it, scrutinizing. "Did you make it?"
"Yes," Miroku said proudly.
Sango narrowed her eyes at the cup.
"I didn't poison it or anything!" he protested.
She took a hesitant sip. "It smells," she complained, "but it actually tastes pretty good." She drank the rest of the cup—and luckily for Miroku, she did not notice his devious smirk which he was failing to hide.
A strange expression flew across Sango's face.
"What is it?" Miroku said hurriedly.
"Nothing…" she said, her eyebrows creasing. "I just felt…weird and tingly for a second…maybe you did do something to the drink…"
"Er…" Miroku put on the most innocent face he could manage.
"Never mind," Sango shook her head. "It's gone now."
Now to test it out, Miroku thought to himself.
At once, Inuyasha and Kagome burst through the door—surprisingly not mad at each other…that was a first.
"Oh, hi guys," Sango said cheerfully.
The whole group had made themselves comfortable before Miroku thought of a question to ask Sango.
"So what were you thinking about before?" Miroku questioned innocently.
Sango blushed slightly as everyone turned to look at her. "Nothing," she replied quickly.
Kagome's eyes widened, Miroku grinned, and Inuyasha jumped.
"What the—?" he yelped.
The word "liar" had appeared in green letters, as if written by an invisible hand, on Sango's forehead.
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