Just a random question, but have any of you guys ever found it hard to write what you image in your head,and make it sound just as awesome as you picture it? Sorry for the random question; just curious as always.

Oh, and sorry if I don't write a lot of detail or just a lot in general. I just find it strenuous when I try to, and if I do I find that my writing just isn't the same.

I will also have a picture of Amarante up on my deviantart page soon. I just need to finish colouring.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in Inuyasha or Inuyasha itself.(---I wish) I only own the characters Amarante and Daiki.

Chapter 3

Her eyes were heavy with exhaustion as Amarante stared at the damp stone walls past the cell's bars. Sleep was out of the question, though soon she found herself dozing off; jolting awake every few minutes. After several hours of the same jolt wakening action she gave up trying to stay awake, and became blanketed by the comfortable black of her dreams.

Eyes gradually opening, ears perking up, nose sniffing, mouth yawning, and feeling like crap, Amarante awoke in a forest. The odd thing was that she, one; didn't know how she got here, two; wondered why she was starring at the ground, and three; also wondered why it smelled like dirt, sweat, and.....pheromones. She shivered lightly just thinking about it.

"For such a slim bodied girl, she's heavier than her appearance leads you to believe." Amarante finally realized what was happening. She was still a prisoner of the Band of Seven. 'Is he calling me fat?!' Thinking back to the comment that one of the seven had just made. 'Jackass.'

She thought about what her next move would be, let them know she was awake or pretend she was still asleep? The second choice seemed to be the best....until the idiot carrying her threw her onto his other shoulder and the rest of her breath rushed out of her followed by a moan of pain.

"Hey, sounds like the princess is awake." Amarante could tell that he was grinning, his voice said everything.

She was sure that the man carrying her was the same man that got her into this whole mess, .

"Well since your awake then I don't have to carry you anymore." Realization number two, her hands were bound by chains behind her.

As she came back to reality, she noticed that the ground was getting ever so closer to her face. Instinctively, she landed on her feet in a squatting position, when a familiar agonizing pain bolted from her ankle. Her reaction, scream in pain. The result from screaming....not so good.

"Damn it, Suikotsu!" Bankotsu walked over to her, picked her up and threw her over his shoulder like she was a sack of rice. " Shut the hell up already!" Yelling at the top of his lungs.

"Bite me!" Volleying her reply back.

"I'll do worse than bite you!" He stopped and flipped her onto the side of a rock with surprising gentleness.

"Suikotsu, find out what is making her scream so damn much." Bankotsu rubbed his ears. 'Yeah, I hope you go deaf. Asshole.'

came over but for some reason there was something totally different about him now. He almost looked like he cared for her health and well being unlike 5 seconds ago.

"Where is the pain, miss?" His eyes filled with worry and his voice vibrating with tenderness. She was hit lopsided with complete surprise.

"Um...my ankle..."She started to blush as he got some herbs from the side of the road and dressed her wound with gauze.

Bankotsu saw her cheeks burst out red and hmphed looking the other direction. 'Woman are so easily swayed by the simplest of things.' And as he thought that, a devious idea erupted from the back of his mind.

After Suikotsu finished with making a brace for her ankle, he got up and said that she had a broken ankle and that'll take some time for it to heal. Also that she should refrain from walking and let one of the seven carry her.

Without a second thought Bankotsu answered an unasked question, who's going to carry the screaming bitch? "I'll carry her." He raised his hand as he said his and everyone looked at him in surprise. All seven of them, including Amarante, thought that he would be the last person to volunteer for this pain-in-the-ass job. "Ahh.....ok then...?...I was going to volunteer but if you want to big brother." Suikotsu said stunned.

Bankotsu slightly smirked walking over to her. Yet again picking her up as if she were nothing and throwing her over his shoulder. She was slightly pissed that the jackass of all jackasses just had to volunteer so willingly. She was no fool 'He's planning something and I'm not liking it a bit.' She pouted dealing with the fact that he had to carry her.

As they walked, Amarante tensed up every time they went over some kind of log or rock She would become tense from the landing as her skirt would slightly fly up causing a devious grin of sorts to cross his face.

"So why did you pathetically try to attack me back in the village?" She was somewhat startled of why he was curious about her own actions.

"Well who wouldn't, after seeing family and the people they grew up with bodies' lying strewed across the fields in which they played in as a child. Hhmm?" She wanted to see how he would react.

"Most people would have valued that little time and tried to have escaped instead of facing the conflict head first." He answered back

"Well I'm not that kind of person. I fight for what I think I should fight for. I never give up easily."

"So thats why you aimed fro my groin." He laughed.

"Its effective, no?"

"Indeed it is. Your smarter than you look." He still was laughing but a little less than before.

"And your not as dumb as you look either. I thought you were just muscle." She smirked at her own little joke.

"What are you implying?" He questioned. 'Just that, stupid'.

She hesitated saying what she was thinking, knowing how he would most likely react. She didn't want her other ankle broken, let alone anything else.

"Hhmm? Oh, nothing."she replied, "Hey, Bankotsu, where are you and your group going anyways?"

"Aren't you a curious little mouse." He answered with a slight smile-ish smirk, "We've been hired by the lord of this land for our talents, more than likely to help him fight his so called "cause". I don't really care why he's hired us, as long as he pays for our services and we get to kill."

"So you're assassins?" She questioned once more.

"Ha ha! Assassins don't travel in large groups and they blend in with their surroundings. My comrades and I are definitely not assassins." He answered as if everyone knew this. 'No shit Sherlock! Even a blind man could spot you, not including the 10 foot giant walking behind us and the three ton tank.' Her thoughts amused her, but she must have unknowingly let out a small giggle that made Bankotsu clear his throat as if to indicate that she should explain herself. She ignored him completely.


Am I getting better? I hope so. Tell me how you liked this chapter. I really do appreciate those of you who read this! And so sorry for the long delay. Midterms are A-N-N-oying!