The Kettle For Dogs...
By: Nek0chi
Chapter (1)
I don't own The House of The Scropion or InuYasha...So don't worry. :P
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Yasha stood on the fragile stool and smiled at the big woman in the apron and uniform. She was small and had a pale face, her hair was long and raven black, rubbed back into a high pony-tail. Which didn't help the fact that it was still extremely long. Her eyes were violet and a small smile persed her lips. " Now litsen, Koinu..." She whispered blowing small kisses on his cheek as he laughed. " I need to go, I'll bring you food nurishment as soon as I get back." A small scowl flooded Yasha's face as he growled like a small puppy would. And stood blocking her way out. " Zaiyou!!" Izaiyou sighed and shook her head. " No no no my Koinu...please I must go. Though you deserve my attention way more then those rich, fositers over there." She turned back to him with a smile. " I promise, Koishii I will come back. I won't ever leave you..." He lowered his small arms a bit and sniffed. " You Promise?"
" Promise..." He smiled fully and jumpped in her arms, she caught him used to his antics and placed him down, opposite from where he was to make sure he doesn't attempt the same. " Be back soon my Koinu..." He waved to her through the nailed window as she walked away, and sighed in the darkened house. He looked around to the painted pictures that Izaiyou did in her spare time. The Coloring books that she took secretly took, partially colored in but still good, though in the trash of the mansion which he'd never seen. He wished everyday to go outside and be like a character in Zorro. But not Zorro himslef, or the bad guys. But be the kids. Playing around mexico, happily transfering place to place. Playing jumprope and hopscotch and even those hand-games he seen the girls play. He was miserable in that home. He looked outside again.
High green grass that was slowly turning brown under the heat, He tried with his vision, his golden eyes peaking outside to go as far as he wanted it to go to see something else, someone else. But nothing.
Their was nothing out their but tall grass and and empty pathways in Yasha's mind. He got off the stool and went to the kitchen. His stomach made the inquirment when he sat.
Yasha went to the stove and sighed seeing the chamber had been shut, he looked up to the microwave and seen a tight car-belt around it with a lock over that just in case. Large writting over it. Stop...NO TOUCHING.
He slumpped and decided to go to the refrigorator, he never understood why Izaiyou always locked everything up, The door, the windows, the machines. Esspecially the one she cooked with. He took out a noodle stock and pulled up a chair, they were cold but he'd been used to it from the many times.
He took the opertunity and went to Izaiyou's room in the back of the old shack. Her door was marble and inside was as delicate as the door. He slurrped the noodles loudly before sitting down on her soft bed. In front of him were 3 candles and the great buddha. He smiled at the many stories of monks and buddhas all workers in Kami's great grace. They helpped everyone and accepted everyone--That's what Izaiyou said--He is a wise man and keeps eyes on good children.
Kami is an even greater force, Hes' the boss of everyone. But He never really got passed that part with Izaiyou- he usually falls asleep. He examined it again seeing the crack in the bottom layer of the buddha finally turning his attention hearing nosies. His small silver dog ears curved to hear the sound clearer.
They were footsteps but too many to be just Izaiyou, and it was lighter too.
He sat upright. People were coming this way. He dropped his noodles on the floor and ran towards the window.
But stopped dead as soon as he was off. Izaiyou always told him to not make himself known when he heard others come, though he took no heed, till now. But they were other people, kids that were probaly his age. Kids that would play with him!!!
He jetted again going towards the doorway, but now he began to grow scared. He wasn't as ready as he always thought. The closer they got the more restless he got. He gulped and sat on the floor. Keeping his composure.
" EW what kinda kud lives here?" He heard a female voice, it was alto'd but high enough to belong to a female group. He heard them grow closer and soon a face pressed the window, it was a male and the only thing clear on him was his tanned skin and silky looking black hair. The boy laughed lightly at the girl and said. " I recognize it. This is where Repunzal lives..." Yasha was confused. Who was Repunzal she didn't live here, and if she/he did why hadn't he met her/him?
" That old cook Izaiyou...Haha no wonder she cooks for the house, to fix this dump." Yasha growled. They were calling Izaiyou names. This time the girl looked through the window and gasped. " Hey look Bankotsu!, theirs someone in there..." The boy was soon behind her and looking through also. " I didn't see him before...Hey kid!"
Yasha gulpped. He couldn't speak, though it was so easy to when Izaiyou was here. But somehow seeing the others. He couldn't gasp a word. His throat dried up and he gulpped again to bring some mositure. " Hey can you talk?" Bankotsu yelled at him. Yasha stood steadily and tried to move again but nothing. " Maybe's he's stupid?" The girl said loudly with a laugh. Bankotsu didn't laugh, too obsorbed in the boy before him in the house. Yasha didn't like his gaze.
" I didn't know she had a kid? Hey kid come on open the window..." Yasha made it but looked at the window, still nailed shut, how'd he forget that part. The boy shook his head. " Hey are you stupid say something!" The girl scowled. Yasha shook his head to tell her he wasn't stupid he was smart, Izaiyou said so. He knew he alphabet and how to do times tables and speak japanese and english and even little spanish from the Zorro show.
The girls laugh broke him from the reasureence and he pointed to the window indicating the nails. Bankotsu scowled again. " What the Crack? The windows nailed shut...I knew the old bat was crazier then she looked. Locking her own kid in here...Well I guess you just have to let us in the front door eh?"
Yasha slumped again. The door was locked from the inside and he wasn't tall enough nor' was anything he stood on tall enough to pick the last 6 locks at the top to fully be free. He tried.
" Fine guess we'll go..." Bankotsu shrugged. " Come on..." The girl sighed. " Better tell dad about this place."
" No you won't you'll get her in trouble." The girl yelled at him.
" If I'm gonna run this place right then I need to inform my father of everything going on, so shove it!" The girl growled something and rolled her eyes. Soon after the conversation they disappeared in the grass.
He truthfully didn't want them to leave. Though he knew they must have insulted him, he liked the fact he was in the conversation with other kids. He smiled wide, not able to move still. They were other kids, someone he could play with, he shivered at the thought. Planning in his mind what to do next time...if their was anyway. He had to perparh, so much to do! SO MUCH TO DO! He smiled wider. Things were going great now.
He had new playmates.
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Izaiyou came in hours later with a new coloring book and some crayons. She made some Curry and potatoes with some cookie-cream cake as the dessert. But Yasha didn't pay much attention, until the smells crossed his nose. He'd been coloring a lion in the coloring book, thinking about the children that came earlier. He knew he wasn't supposed to let them see him, or let them even talk to him, and maybe not know about the nailed window. But they were so exzillerating, he was happy! The smile from earlier was still their.
He ate, drifting in and out of the trance of the kids. Imaging what he could've done-what he did do-what would happen when they came back. Izaiyou noticing his happiness smiled. " It's good to see you so happy Koinu..." He snapped out of it smile removed. Izaiyou could never know about it. He'll get in so much trouble for disobeying her. " I'm happy you got me the coloring book and new crayons, I've been wanting more. Arigato..." She smiled lightly. " Your welcome, Koishii"
He was silent a moment as Izaiyou came over to see his art work. He was currently coloring a pig this time, it was in a barn-yard with a cow in the background with a large MOO in big letters. " Worderful art." He smirked at the compliment, but in not paying attention he broke the pink crayon. She sighed. " I'll get you more Koinu...Those rich maggots, have so many they won't notice me take a few." Yasha nodded yawning.
" Mommy, tell me about the big place you work in."
" Koinu don't call me mommy, I'm not your mommy." Yasha slanted his eyes. He forgot, Izaiyou always told him she wasn't his mother. But she raised him, and gives him things he needs, and he was sure she loved him. So why shouldn't she be his mother. He decided not to argue it and repeated the question after apologizing a quick. " Gomenasai...Tell me about your day Zaiyou..." She growled.
" You won't believe it Koinu...I made a big breakfast, placed in a banquet room and handed everyone a plate, so delicious I mean my best work and guess what those little mongrals do." Yasha smirked knowing she was talking about the kids. " They throw it away, And Kagome had the nerve to give it to that damned black cat Kirara. But at least the cat appreciates it." Yasha went to a whole new world when she talked of the mansion she worked in. " But Kagomes' so young...you're age. I couldn't be mad at her long, she's so fragile." She scowled again. " Then theirs Bankotsu and Kikyou." She wagged her finger in enficess. " Those two arn't that bad but bad enough. They started a food fight with each other. Imagin my best work thrown all over the place, if I wasn't so mad I would've cried." Yasha thought still listening to Izaiyou babble. " Kikyou is Kagome's older sister, she'd tall and slim and really pale, and Bankotsu has hair almost as long as mine in a braid and is really tan. Strange match up. But at least they're mature when it come to matters other then Brunch." She seen Yasha thinking and contenued. " Then theirs the worst of the worst Kouga and Naraku, Brothers. Or Half-brothers if you know what happened..." She winked at him.
" They team up for the biggest pranks, spiders up skirts, panty raids, stealing, car jacking, you name it. But when Kagome's the victum Kouga at least backs out for that. Leaving Naraku to torture the poor gulible girl." Izaiyou shook her head. " Naraku went to the lowest of lows but he was so irritable. AND DESCUSTING!!
" He had a slice of cake on a paper plate and told Kagome it was chocolate cake, her favorite. It was covered in vinalla icing so the SMELL wasn't so known..." Yasha got wide eyed. " Wait what was it!!!" He asked eagerly. Izaiyou leaned in. " Let me finish Koinu let me finish. So he handed her the plate and waited with that sickening smile on his face, until Kagome took a bite." She closed her eyes in shame glaring at the sky. " Poor girl. She was eating the Great Danes leftovers covered in icing."
" What are you saying?"
" It was dog dung dear..." Yasha made a face, " EW!"
" Exactly...Poor child she went into the mansion crying her eyes out. No one knew what was wrong with her...But I KNEW...That boy has some serious issues. And needs to get them fixed. Everyone thinks that hes' an angel , but I see through his deception, like a buddha." Yasha smiled at that, yawning again. " Come on Koishii, lets get to bed."
She picked Yasha up and carried him to his room right across from hers. It was small and square with a blue bed in the middle and monk beads over head hanging for good fortune and dreams. Across was 2 smaller buddha's and a bible in the middle. She placed him in the bed and tucked him in the Sheets. Singing a silent luliby, then blowing out the candle next to him, she closed the door and went to her room.
Yasha, though his body tired, his mind wasn't. It was racing, telling him about the information he gathered. The two who came here were probaly Bankotsu and Kikyou. And when they came again. IF they came again he'd be ready. ' Hi, wanna play with me?'
He smiled. " Hi, Wanna play with me..." He whispered, repeating it over and over. " Hi, wanna play with me?"
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