The Other Hanyou
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.
Welcome to chappie number 4!!!
I'm sooo over that damn writer's block, so here I am now! Giving you more to read and enjoy.
"Oh...so that's what you guys have been doing all the time...", said Kira, who was sitting around the fire Miroku had built when the day got dark and was listening to what happened while she was sealed to the tree. She had heard about the Shikon no Tama before from her sensei, and was amazed that it had been shattered so easily "Yeah, it's all the wench's fault. I can't believe she was so stupid." "Inuyasha..." Kagome said, veins popping out of her head, "Oh, no...here comes...""OSUWARI!!!!" WHAM!! Face plant. Kira couldn't hold the giggles any longer, and laughed at her heart's delight "Ok, bozu, cut the crap, it wasn't funny.", said the older hanyou while grabbing Kira with one arm, while with his free arm he made a fist and started rubbing her head, hard "Inuyasha!! That hurts! Ow! Stop it!!" "Make me." "I will.", She reached out to his face and pinched his left cheek, and pulled hard. Kagome sweatdropped and thought 'These two really are family' and took something pretty familiar out of her large yellow backpack, "Lady Kaede (A/N: Not me peeps!) told me to use this when I found it fit to do so, I think now's the time..." she lifted it in the air, and whaddaya know, it was a second 'sitting' rosary that looked exactly the same as the one we all know and love. So, it magically installed itself around Kira's neck, much to her surprise "What the hell is this thing?!" "Oh, you'll figure it out soon enough", answered Inuyasha, an evil look in his eye. The fight had pretty much stopped when the second rosary was placed, and they were enjoying the dinner Kagome had prepared, ramen, again.
Meanwhile, in another part of the woods...
He was moving quickly, very quickly. He had no time to lose, the village was in danger, and probably the demon slayers were close by. Even though he was small, the village elder trusted him to find them on time. Being a young fox demon was pretty tough, especially when you're stuck in a fox form, not being able to communicate fluently with humans. The good thing was that there was a humanoid kitsune with the slayers, and could translate for him.
One of his three tails got caught in a twig, Oh, dammit! Just my luck..., said the young kitsune in his own language pulling at it with his small, black paws. Finally, the tail budged and he was free, not without a large wound in his tail, Awww, man! That's my favorite tail!, but there was no time to nurse the wound, he felt the smell of the young kitsune close by, and ramen. Now that he thought about it, he hadn't eaten all day, At least I have till dawn, maybe they'll share.
There you have it! Another chapter. Sorry it's so short, it seems the writer's block is lingering near...Anyway, the thanks to my reviewers:
sangoscourage
A Forgotten Fairy
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Mistress Persephone
Thanks y'all! You make me feel special. :3