InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Curse Or A Gift? ❯ The Fair ( Prologue )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
A/N: Okay, my second story on www.fanfiction.net and I am happy about it! Yay! As some of you might know, this is not the second story that I was supposed to do... I was supposed to do Pen Pals, but I like the idea of this story, and I thought that the ones that I like more I can do first! Cinderyasha is next by the way... ENJOY!
~*~Curse Or A Gift?
Prologue
The Fair
~*~
"I don't want to go."
"You have to, Inuyasha."
"But why did you pick such a lame retribution for me losing the bet?! I mean, come on Miroku, it's you we're talking about here. You could've come up with something more devious. And yet you had to choose going to the FAIR?"
"Uh-huh. But only because there will be tons of hot babes who will want help getting prizes and such. Oh, come on... you should've guessed the reason! Everyone's perfect hanyou is all-knowing after all."
"Shut up." The whole way there, Inuyasha grumbled. If it hadn't been for that stupid bet, he wouldn't be in this mess! He only went to the fair occasionally. He couldn't deny that he didn't love thrillers and coasters, but he didn't want to have to go with MIROKU of all people. Also, it didn't help that Miroku had stated that Inuyasha had to follow Miroku wherever he went.
Even into the girls' bathroom. Inuyasha shuddered at the prospect and let his mind dwell on other things... such as his anger over the bet. He could just remember it now.
"Okay, Inuyasha... since you're so tough, I bet that you can't get a girl to cry."
"Ha! You're on."
"Hold on, I get to choose the girl."
Inuyasha hesitated for one strange moment, then he cleared his head of doubts. "Fine. But, in return, I bet you that you can't get a girl that I choose, to hug you."
"Uh... okay..." Miroku, Inuyasha was pleased to see, was doubtful about all of it, too.
"And the consequences are that if you don't, you have to hug three random teachers."
Miroku shivered, "Fine. MY consequences are that you have to come to the upcoming fair with me, and you have to go WHEREVER I go."
Inuyasha's eye twitched, but he remembered that he was guaranteed to win. "Okay, let's shake on it."
And so they did. After a moment of silence, Miroku said, "The girl that I choose for you is Kagome. The one that hates your guts and always hurts you whenever you annoy her. Yep, that's the one."
"Uh... fine... the girl that I choose however is Sango. The girl that hurts you... BADLY, whenever you go within 5 yards of her. Uh-huh, perfect."
They each grimaced. It would be started tomorrow.
next day, Miroku woke up bright and early, he had just the thing... that beauty Sango, with her long black hair and her dangerous, finely-hewn 'hiraikotsu', would be his. Even with her boomerang, she had a weak spot. She was very scared of spiders, especially the big, black, hairy ones. Miroku knew exactly where to find those. Walking slowly and deliberately up to her locker, he slipped the giant spider through one of the cracks and waited behind a corner for her.
Arachnophobia was his new best friend!
Sure enough, Sango went up to her locker and opened it. She let out one long scream and dashed away from it. Unfortunately it landed on her hand.
Miroku, her saviour (A/N: Phony!), came out and brushed the spider off of her. She fell onto his chest, crying, and he hugged her. Sango had no idea, however, that Miroku held a digital camera in one of his hands... Inuyasha would be so annoyed, and Miroku liked it!
~*~the other side of the school building, Inuyasha stood waiting to pounce on an unsuspecting Kagome, he knew it was mean, but it was the only way. He was going to pretend to be an assaulter. He had a mask over his entire face, and a hat and gloves to cover his hair and claws... he also had... a camera-phone at the ready.
Poor, pretty Kagome, with her dark tresses and chestnut eyes would be scared out of her wits. Well, too bad, it would be fun to see Miroku hugging three teachers. (A/N: All teachers at the school are old, ugly and wrinkled...)
As soon as he grabbed her from behind, he received a surprise, suddenly, she elbowed him, turned and kicked him in his nether regions. Then as he crumpled to the ground in agony, she quickly tore open her backpack. Out came a bow and arrow, each gilded with gold. He hadn't known that Kagome took kendo, was an aspiring miko, and was also the number 1 archer at school, and in Japan too.
She growled and took off his mask. Then she saw with surprise that the face belonged to none other than Inuyasha!
For this, she kicked him even harder down below.
"Were you trying to scare me? You are a psycho, you know that?" She then noticed his camera-phone and took a picture of the scene. And then took her own out of her pocket and took a picture for herself. "That's just in case you delete your picture." She walked away.
~*~would never forget that day... and neither, it seemed, would Miroku.
They were finally there, and Inuyasha stood stiffly in embarrassment as Miroku patted the behind of a girl around their age. She promptly purred unexpectedly and winked. She went smoothly in the direction of the fortune- teller's tent. But when they got there, it was evident that she had turned another corner.
However, the fortune-teller was drop-dead gorgeous, with cunning jade eyes and long, silky auburn hair. She was as tall as both of them, and looked anything but mystical. She smiled enchantingly as Miroku slipped in more than enough money in her change box, but scowled ominously as he patted her derriere. She was furious.
And she looked very, very dangerous now... Inuyasha was shaking. She was as tall as him and Miroku, and if Kagome could put that much damage on him, what could this girl do? Everything, was the answer.
But she didn't touch them at all, she just sat, glaring at them.
After a while, Inuyasha began to relax. But just then, she spoke calmly yet eerily. "I curse you... you, Miroku, will feel as if someone is punching you relentlessly, when you have perverse thoughts. And you, Inuyasha, will have to follow a single command, painfully. Whatever that command may be, by a person that has the potential to be united as a whole, but who is brought down by certain forces."
A plume of smoke curled around her imposing figure, and she was gone. Inuyasha and Miroku trembled.
"I hate you, monk, I really do."
"Actually, I'd rather prefer to be called houshi-to-be, and-," he was silenced by a glare from Inuyasha. "I mean... I hate myself, too."
And that was the beginning of something that both boys were NOT going to find pleasant. Not at all...
Before you complain, it was short because it's a PROLOGUE. (4 pages on Microsoft Word.) Read and review, please! And enjoy the rest of the story!
~*~Curse Or A Gift?
Prologue
The Fair
~*~
"I don't want to go."
"You have to, Inuyasha."
"But why did you pick such a lame retribution for me losing the bet?! I mean, come on Miroku, it's you we're talking about here. You could've come up with something more devious. And yet you had to choose going to the FAIR?"
"Uh-huh. But only because there will be tons of hot babes who will want help getting prizes and such. Oh, come on... you should've guessed the reason! Everyone's perfect hanyou is all-knowing after all."
"Shut up." The whole way there, Inuyasha grumbled. If it hadn't been for that stupid bet, he wouldn't be in this mess! He only went to the fair occasionally. He couldn't deny that he didn't love thrillers and coasters, but he didn't want to have to go with MIROKU of all people. Also, it didn't help that Miroku had stated that Inuyasha had to follow Miroku wherever he went.
Even into the girls' bathroom. Inuyasha shuddered at the prospect and let his mind dwell on other things... such as his anger over the bet. He could just remember it now.
"Okay, Inuyasha... since you're so tough, I bet that you can't get a girl to cry."
"Ha! You're on."
"Hold on, I get to choose the girl."
Inuyasha hesitated for one strange moment, then he cleared his head of doubts. "Fine. But, in return, I bet you that you can't get a girl that I choose, to hug you."
"Uh... okay..." Miroku, Inuyasha was pleased to see, was doubtful about all of it, too.
"And the consequences are that if you don't, you have to hug three random teachers."
Miroku shivered, "Fine. MY consequences are that you have to come to the upcoming fair with me, and you have to go WHEREVER I go."
Inuyasha's eye twitched, but he remembered that he was guaranteed to win. "Okay, let's shake on it."
And so they did. After a moment of silence, Miroku said, "The girl that I choose for you is Kagome. The one that hates your guts and always hurts you whenever you annoy her. Yep, that's the one."
"Uh... fine... the girl that I choose however is Sango. The girl that hurts you... BADLY, whenever you go within 5 yards of her. Uh-huh, perfect."
They each grimaced. It would be started tomorrow.
next day, Miroku woke up bright and early, he had just the thing... that beauty Sango, with her long black hair and her dangerous, finely-hewn 'hiraikotsu', would be his. Even with her boomerang, she had a weak spot. She was very scared of spiders, especially the big, black, hairy ones. Miroku knew exactly where to find those. Walking slowly and deliberately up to her locker, he slipped the giant spider through one of the cracks and waited behind a corner for her.
Arachnophobia was his new best friend!
Sure enough, Sango went up to her locker and opened it. She let out one long scream and dashed away from it. Unfortunately it landed on her hand.
Miroku, her saviour (A/N: Phony!), came out and brushed the spider off of her. She fell onto his chest, crying, and he hugged her. Sango had no idea, however, that Miroku held a digital camera in one of his hands... Inuyasha would be so annoyed, and Miroku liked it!
~*~the other side of the school building, Inuyasha stood waiting to pounce on an unsuspecting Kagome, he knew it was mean, but it was the only way. He was going to pretend to be an assaulter. He had a mask over his entire face, and a hat and gloves to cover his hair and claws... he also had... a camera-phone at the ready.
Poor, pretty Kagome, with her dark tresses and chestnut eyes would be scared out of her wits. Well, too bad, it would be fun to see Miroku hugging three teachers. (A/N: All teachers at the school are old, ugly and wrinkled...)
As soon as he grabbed her from behind, he received a surprise, suddenly, she elbowed him, turned and kicked him in his nether regions. Then as he crumpled to the ground in agony, she quickly tore open her backpack. Out came a bow and arrow, each gilded with gold. He hadn't known that Kagome took kendo, was an aspiring miko, and was also the number 1 archer at school, and in Japan too.
She growled and took off his mask. Then she saw with surprise that the face belonged to none other than Inuyasha!
For this, she kicked him even harder down below.
"Were you trying to scare me? You are a psycho, you know that?" She then noticed his camera-phone and took a picture of the scene. And then took her own out of her pocket and took a picture for herself. "That's just in case you delete your picture." She walked away.
~*~would never forget that day... and neither, it seemed, would Miroku.
They were finally there, and Inuyasha stood stiffly in embarrassment as Miroku patted the behind of a girl around their age. She promptly purred unexpectedly and winked. She went smoothly in the direction of the fortune- teller's tent. But when they got there, it was evident that she had turned another corner.
However, the fortune-teller was drop-dead gorgeous, with cunning jade eyes and long, silky auburn hair. She was as tall as both of them, and looked anything but mystical. She smiled enchantingly as Miroku slipped in more than enough money in her change box, but scowled ominously as he patted her derriere. She was furious.
And she looked very, very dangerous now... Inuyasha was shaking. She was as tall as him and Miroku, and if Kagome could put that much damage on him, what could this girl do? Everything, was the answer.
But she didn't touch them at all, she just sat, glaring at them.
After a while, Inuyasha began to relax. But just then, she spoke calmly yet eerily. "I curse you... you, Miroku, will feel as if someone is punching you relentlessly, when you have perverse thoughts. And you, Inuyasha, will have to follow a single command, painfully. Whatever that command may be, by a person that has the potential to be united as a whole, but who is brought down by certain forces."
A plume of smoke curled around her imposing figure, and she was gone. Inuyasha and Miroku trembled.
"I hate you, monk, I really do."
"Actually, I'd rather prefer to be called houshi-to-be, and-," he was silenced by a glare from Inuyasha. "I mean... I hate myself, too."
And that was the beginning of something that both boys were NOT going to find pleasant. Not at all...
Before you complain, it was short because it's a PROLOGUE. (4 pages on Microsoft Word.) Read and review, please! And enjoy the rest of the story!